"Okay." Zhou Ting waved and left.
Song Baobao turned and headed to the girls' dormitory.
After walking a few steps, she stopped, took a small mirror from her bag, and looked at herself.
Hmm, a bare face, no makeup, hair casually tied into a bun, and even her clothes were very casual—a red plaid shirt paired with jeans.
Is it too casual?
Just as she was debating whether to take out lipstick for a touch up...
"Sister?"
No exaggeration, Rong Zidu's voice made Song Baobao's scalp tingle, and she almost dropped the mirror in shock.
She managed to calm down, turned around, and saw him standing behind her.
Coincidentally, Rong Zidu was also wearing a plaid shirt today, but blue, with a white vest underneath and black jogger pants—he looked just like any other college guy around.
Except for that smile...
Song Baobao felt guilty, her face heating up, and she spoke slightly timidly, "Weren't you at the dormitory entrance?"
