"Uh..." Song Baobao laughed awkwardly and put down the skirt, "What's up?"
"Nothing, just wanted to ask you for some reference materials."
After Song Baobao found the materials and gave them to her, Zhou Ting hugged the books and said, "If you're going out for a date, I think wearing a skirt is better. Guys like girls in skirts."
Song Baobao's face froze, "Uh..."
How did she know?
She seems like she hasn't said anything, right?
Zhou Ting laughed twice and left smiling.
Song Baobao stood in the dormitory, feeling slightly embarrassed.
Then the phone rang.
It was a WeChat message from Rong Zidu: [Sister, good morning.]
Song Baobao checked the time.
It's already past 10 o'clock.
She typed: [Morning.]
Rong Zidu: [What is sister doing?]
Song Baobao glanced at the clothes hanging off the side of the bed...
Of course, she wouldn't tell him she was picking out an outfit!
Song Baobao: [Busy.]
Rong Zidu: [Busy with what?]
Song Baobao: "???"
This guy is really...
