Zhen Yu was half-asleep when she heard someone talking, the voice sounded like Han Mingyue's.
So she yawned and sat up, pulling aside the curtain carelessly.
Han Mingyue was sitting at Zhen Yu's desk and turned around to see such a scene.
The girl's cheeks were rosy from sleep, and her usually tied-up ponytail gently draped over her shoulders.
Her little hands covered her mouth as she yawned, looking like a soft and cute little kitten, and after lowering her hands, her eyes were watery.
As she blinked in confusion, tears slowly seeped from the corners of her eyes. The girl pouted her lips and raised both hands, brushing down with the backs of her hands together.
That movement... was a bit like a little animal licking its paws...
She sat there without speaking or moving, and soon, her eyes were about to close again.
Han Mingyue's mouth curled up slightly, secretly chuckling to herself. She was used to seeing her expressionless face, so today's look seemed particularly amusing.
