Purple Summers was slightly embarrassed, feeling as if she'd been caught red-handed.
"Young Master Graves." She pretended to be surprised and turned her head, walking over. "How come you're here?"
"Just picking someone up." Grey asked her with a smile, "It's so cold today, why are you girls in your school still wearing skirts? Kids should dress warmly. If you catch a cold, you might suffer later in life."
His tone sounded like an elder.
"I'm wearing something warm underneath." Purple Summers said with a smile, "Although it's a pair of stockings, these are actually thermal leggings, not worse than your coat."
Girls in Grey's uniform had skirts on their lower half and had to wear thick leggings in winter.
Gavin Graves's gaze swept under her skirt.
Purple Summers had a pair of delicate, straight long legs, neither too thin nor too bulky, with evenly distributed curves that looked nice.