"Why did you come back so late today?"
Zhou Mei was lost in thought, a sweet smile on her face, when she had just reached the bottom of the stairs and a figure rose from the steps beside her.
The figure was a woman, dressed in white casual attire, exuding youthful vitality, and she was holding a cake box in her hands.
Ling'er, you really should work on your courage. What if I don't come back one night? Are you going to sit outside the whole evening?" Zhou Mei was in a good mood, so she rarely joked with her good friend.
Li Ling pouted with a humph, "Do you have the face to say that? I've been thinking about your birthday, even bought you a big cake, and yet you play outside till so late before coming back. Do I deserve this?"
Zhou Mei, torn between laughter and helplessness, shook her head. She knew Li Ling very well; although the girl was complaining, she would never get angry.
