The handmade album naturally took more time to create, and after two hours, Shanshan looked at the album on the table, her eyes curving into smiles.
She shifted her gaze, reached for a pen, and wrote her name on the last page of the album.
Task completed!
She stretched lazily, got up, flopped onto the bed, rolled around a couple of times, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
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"Mu Chen, come and visit often," Jian Qing said with a smile lingering at the corners of her mouth.
Mu Chen, with a backpack slung over his shoulder, faced the family in front of him, his eyes overflowing with reluctance. "Sure."
Shi Jiu hooked an arm around his neck, grinning, "Mu Chen, don't forget we haven't finished our game yet; we'll continue next time."
"Mm," Mu Chen nodded.
The Seventeen brothers joked with Mu Chen, and in a short few days, the bond between the three young men had taken great strides.
