Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao stared at Su Lin suspiciously, always having the vague feeling that she was up to something.
Good friends?
Iâm not your good friend!
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs expression remained unchanged, smiling brightly as she asked, âThen who do you want to share a room with?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Su Lin returned the smile, saying, âXiaoxiao, why donât we share a room then? Since there are some misunderstandings between us, letâs use this chance to hang out, get to know more about each other, and talk things out.â
Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to refuse her. If she were to sleep with Su Lin, then she wouldnât dream of being able to have a peaceful sleep.
But before she even started speaking, Yin Shaojie grabbed her arm.
She asked, âWhat are you doing?â
Yin Shaojie looked into her eyes and said, âThe sun is quite hot here. Letâs head to the villa first and talk later.â
Mu Xiaoxiao noticed he was hinting through his eyes, so she stopped talking.
Oh yeah, how could she forget?
They were going to camp outside at night. They werenât going to sleep in the room anyways. Who cared who she was going to share a room with!
âAlright, letâs go.â Mu Xiaoxiao waved to everyone, and the group got on the electric car.
Su Lin wanted to go along with them as well, however the six seats of the electric car had already been taken.
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and said, âIâm sorry. I guess you need to take another one.â
Su Linâs lips were pursed. âThatâs no problem. Drive slower. I donât know the way around here.â
She said nothing more and got into the electric car behind.
The helper laboriously loaded the huge suitcase in the car and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
As the other students watched them leave, they couldnât help but start whispering among themselves.
As the crowd dissipated, An Zhixin was left filled with envy as she watched the cars drive away into the distance.
Along the way.
The group of six at the front chatted happily. There was laughter and occasional singing as well.
Initially, it was Han Qiqing who had started it whimsically, but she couldnât sing well. After being mocked by Song Shijun, Han Qiqing dragged in Mu Xiaoxiao to help her, and Mu Xiaoxiao then dragged in Mo Xiaomeng instead.
âXiaomeng is very good at singing. Let Xiaomeng sing!â
Suddenly, Mo Xiaomeng was bashful and helpless as she shook her head, âNo, donât. I canât sing.â
âWho says you canât sing? Xiaomeng, show Qiqing what it means to sing and not wail like a ghost!â Mu Xiaoxiao also couldnât help but laugh at Han Qiqingâs tone deafness.
Han Qiqing shouted, âHey! Xiaoxiao, youâre on my side! How can you side with Song Shijun?â
However, Han Qiqing and Song Shijun were sitting in the last row while Mu Xiaoxiao and Yin Shaojie were sitting in the first row. And In the middle row sat Mo Xiaomeng and Ye Sijue, so even if Han Qiqing wanted to hit Mu Xiaoxiao, she couldnât reach her.
Why did her hands have to be so short!
Mo Xiaomeng was laughing happily at their banter.
Gazing deeply at her, Ye Sijue suddenly placed his large hand over her little soft hand. Then, his elegant face went up beside her ear and said in a devilish voice, âWill you sing for me? I havenât heard you sing before.â
Mo Xiaomeng blushed as his warm breath tickled her, and she shrunk back bashfully, saying, âNo, Iâm not singing. Itâs weird singing in public.â
There were other people in the electric cars that were passing by, so she was embarrassed to sing.
Ye Sijue smirked, and his voice became lower but more beguiling.
âThen tonight, sing for me.â
This idea seemed even better to him.