After treating Ouyang Feifei, Luo Ziling had sweated quite a bit, so for the sake of maintaining his image, he decided to head back to his dorm room first to take a shower.
When he returned to his dorm, he was surprised to find that the three guys who lived there were not around, possibly out for dinner.
It was five-thirty, prime time for dinner.
Luo Ziling showered at lightning speed, dried his hair, and then made a call to Yang Qingyin.
This was the first time he had ever called Yang Qingyin, and as he dialed her number, his heart beat with a strange feeling, quite rapidly.
The call connected quickly, and Yang Qingyin's pleasant voice came through the receiver.
"Senior Sister, may I have the honor of being treated to dinner by you?" Luo Ziling asked with a smile, "I'm so hungry I could eat a horse."
"I've been waiting for you," Yang Qingyin replied, slightly displeased, "who knew when you'd be free."
"Shall we go now?"
