Zhang Cuihua's chest moved up and down rapidly from anger, almost bursting the buttons off of her red plaid shirt. It had to be mentioned that she was well-developed.
Now, despite how unsatisfied she was, she did not dare to start anything.
Forget about whether she would win or not, if she got an extra ten laps… she would die from running.
Zhang Cuihua thought about it and gave Gu Yan a very dirty look, then she hauled her bag and walked to the top bunk above Shen Jiayi's bunk.
Xu Miaomiao was on Gu Yan's top bunk. Guo Rou and Lin Xiaoyu's top bunks were empty, but Zhang Cuihua did not dare to come anywhere close to them. She knew that those two weren't easy to mess around with.
Despite Lin Xiaoyu's quiet appearance, she was really in the same clique as that tomboy Guo Rou.
The disturbance came to a end like that. Everyone packed up their stuff and gradually left their dorm room to the drill ground.
