After lunch, they returned to the dormitory, where Fang Wei was already lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. They tiptoed in, and He Shumiao silently pointed at the hash browns she was holding, silently asking Jiang Shuyao if she wanted to eat some more.
Ultimately, the nature of a food lover is primarily due to a good appetite and great digestion.
In He Shumiao's presence, Jiang Shuyao felt pathetically small.
She really couldn't eat anymore and shook her head with a light smile.
While changing shoes, her mother called. To avoid waking her roommate, she took her phone and left the dormitory.
The fire escape was very quiet. Jiang Shuyao pressed the answer button, and her mother's voice came from the other end.
"Yaoyao."
"Mom."
Zhu Yun glanced at the time, "Did I disturb your nap?"
"No, I just got back after eating."
Jiang Shuyao looked towards the depths of the hallway while speaking and faintly smelled a hint of smoke.
