Bai Qiao nodded, "Awake."
Wen Sirou didn't say anything, walking past him and going inside.
Bai Qiao's eyes followed Wen Sirou, sniffing like a fox.
Wen Sirou was aware that Bai Qiao was watching her from behind, but she didn't care.
Placing the food on the table in the room, Wen Sirou walked over to Jian Liangtong, who was sitting on the bed with messy hair. She couldn't help but smile, reached out naturally to smooth her hair, and said softly, "Hungry? Get up and have something to eat."
Jian Liangtong glanced at the meal box on the table, then looked at Wen Sirou with curiosity and asked, "Sirou, did you come to my room after wrapping up last night?"
Wen Sirou's gaze slightly tightened as she stared at Jian Liangtong, "You don't remember?"
"..."
Doubt surfaced in Jian Liangtong's beautiful apricot eyes, "I can't tell if it was a dream or reality, so I wanted to ask you, did you come by?"
