With the harsh words Mo Shangjun put down first, Liang Zhiqiong and Ding Jing didn't dare to act rashly and obediently lay back in their beds to sleep.
With them no longer disturbing her, as soon as lights-out time came and the surroundings quieted down, Mo Shangjun felt drowsy.
However, what she never expected was—she had never experienced this kind of collective living before.
Snoring sounds rose and fell like waves.
Already a light sleeper, any slight noise could put her on alert while sleeping, and now this situation was truly distressing.
Liang Zhiqiong was already asleep, while she could only toss and turn in bed, unable to fall asleep.
After torturing herself for nearly half an hour, Mo Shangjun had an urge to go out and sprint for 20 kilometers.
At this moment, Ding Jing slowly approached, stretched out her arms toward Mo Shangjun as if coaxing a child, and said, "Come here, let sister give you a hug."
"...Get lost."
Mo Shangjun shot Ding Jing a cold glance.
