"By the way, tomorrow—"
Bang!
Molly suddenly slammed her bedroom door shut and clicked the lock into place.
Yi Lin, touching a dog's head with one hand and holding a coffee in the other, was left dumbfounded.
They had been having such a pleasant conversation; how did she get angry so abruptly?
Suddenly, Yi Lin furrowed his brow.
He did some mental calculations with his fingers.
"Oh, I see, her 'relatives' have arrived."
Such foolish humans.
Wang Tiandi helplessly lifted his eyelids, showing a world-weary expression, and silently reached out a paw to pat Yi Lin's shoulder, then let out a long sigh.
Yi Lin: "?"
...
...
"It's time to get up, Meng Meng."
"The date is January 8th, 2122, 8:30 am."
"Please remember to wash up."
"Based on intelligent calculations, today is the second day of your menstrual cycle, so please remember to bring your little angel when going out."
When Molly woke up, the AI Housekeeper gently reminded her.
"Got it."
