"Birthday growth recording?" Qin Ran picked up her chopsticks thoughtfully. "How did you know?"
Looking down and lowering his eyes, Cheng Juan thought for a long time before looking up and answering unreasonably, "I just know."
Qin Ran was speechless.
Fine.
"Cheng Mu, where are my things?" She turned to Cheng Mu.
When she came down, Cheng Mu had just moved upstairs to take care of her flower pot. This pot of flowers was exceptionally delicate and required a bunch of nursing tools.
Hearing this, he moved the flower pot to the window. "They're all in the library downstairs."
Qin Ran had a box of treasures inside, plentiful and messy. She had brought this box over from Heng Chuan First Middle School. When Cheng Mu asked her what was inside, she only said there was a treasure.
