Little Taotie sat in front of the desk, her eyelids drooping heavily, her little head nodding bit by bit, even the words before her eyes seemed to be floating.
"Ha~" The little one yawned widely, revealing a pink and tender mouth and white teeth, deeply yawning.
——Today is Monday (erased)
Little Taotie shook her little head to make herself a bit more alert.
Teacher Yuan had already told her that a weekly journal was different from a daily journal; it didn't need to be written clearly day by day.
A weekly journal was to record the most profound events of the week.
Her eyelashes fluttered up and down, and then the upper and lower eyelids stuck together; Little Taotie's little head tilted, and she slumped onto the desk.
"Hoo hoo hoo..." It wasn't long before even breathing sounds could be heard.
Cheng Guodong and Qin Xin sneaked into the room, saw their sister who had fallen asleep on the desk, exchanged glances, and both shook their heads with amusement.
