"What, what's going on?"
The person on the other side looked at her vigilantly. She felt a bit uneasy staring into those cold, clear eyes.
"Which dormitory is Stuart Weston in?" Flossie Wright got straight to the point.
"Uh, Stuart Weston..." The person thought carefully, and said, "I think he's in 206."
Releasing him, Flossie Wright went upstairs.
Finally, the person's heart calmed down.
However, after a two-second pause, he found something wrong, and could not help shouting, "Hey, this is the male soldier's dormitory..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Flossie Wright had already disappeared around the corner.
The man was taken aback, his mouth twitched violently.
What the... what kind of person is this!
She has no concept of gender differences at all!
Heading straight for 206, Flossie Wright, amid many angry curses, directly dragged Stuart Weston out of bed just as he was taking a nap.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing..."
