It was late at night.
Xiao Yurong invited Shen Ye to attend a ball.
Shen Ye didn't go.
He found a single room reserved for high-level military officers, closed the door, lay on the bed, and began to rest.
Guo Yunye—
Or rather, that Chihuahua lying at the head of the bed, kept yawning continuously.
"Tired?"
Shen Ye asked.
"Don't underestimate me—back in the school days, while you guys were already asleep, I was still sneaking out with A Yi to the internet cafe for all-night gaming," the Chihuahua sent a voice transmission.
"But I heard Zhang Xiaoyi say that every time it hit 11:30 PM, you'd already be asleep, slouched over the keyboard," Shen Ye teased him.
The Chihuahua perked up its ears and declared passionately:
"How could that be possible! I fought until 6 AM every time, then grabbed some noodles as breakfast and headed back to school to still make it to the early morning exercise, full of spirit!"
