The girls giggled and chatted as they walked toward the bathroom.
Someone pulled the light cord, and a dim yellow light quietly enveloped a small section of the marble floor in front, while the rest was covered by the cold moonlight.
Zhu Qingyue and a companion entered the bathroom, another stood in front of the sink, fixing her hair in the mirror, and Sun Xiaofang was pouring hot water into a cup.
"Ouch...!"
The girl with braided pigtails got scalded by the hot water and quickly blew on it several times, as the water in the cup trickled onto the floor.
"Class president, speaking of which, what were you chatting about with Classmate Xu Xiangyang outside just now? You seemed really happy."
The person in front of the mirror put down her hands and asked with a teasing laugh in her tone.
