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From the behavior of Liu Lingli's mother and Liu Lingli herself now, He Tiantian guessed that when Liu Lingli went back to her room, she would definitely complain.
"Don't speak yet, come over here, maybe you can hear something else," He Tiantian said with a mysterious smile, pulling Qi Xiaoyan to the back of the room where Liu Lingli was just located.
The youth hostel in Hujia Village was not good, not as good as the one Qijia Village had converted from the Land Temple. Even though it was a bit old, it was ultimately a brick house. Hujia Village just set up a few thatched huts, which could at best be described as draft-free, but neither warm nor soundproof.
Qi Xiaoyan was very curious. Why did Sister Tiantian pull her to the back of someone's house? Was it to eavesdrop on their conversation?
They could only hear someone inside asking, "Liu Lingli, who was it? Why didn't you let them in to warm up?"
