Chapitre 40: 016 The Same Camp

Elaine felt that the guest of 311 just like a child, whose height was estimated to be just under 170, wearing the same bathrobe as Elaine, with a long flaxen hair cascading down, covered on the back of the waist, and her pupils were dark green.

Elaine covered the book, sat up cross-legged and looked at her.

"Hello. I'm from room 311, Zoey."

The child was very outgoing, after covered the door, she stepped off her slippers and onto the carpet. Two little white and pink feet stopped in front of Elaine and sat down on her knees with a big grin and looked at Elaine's level.

Elaine looked at her with a shocked expression for a few seconds before she asked, "Are you an adult?"

"Me? I'm twenty-five years old," The person smiled, with soulful eyes curved downward into the shape of a crescent moon, while two shallow pear swirls around the mouth, very cute.

"Oh, sorry ... I'm Elaine."