"Get up, let me do it." He Menglin admired Murong Qinglan's love for Tang Feng while also feeling somewhat touched. The two embracing each other seemed more like a couple than when she was in Tang Feng's arms. Was this an illusion?
After removing Murong Qinglan's shoes, she didn't plan on leaving. She drew some hot water, preparing to help Murong Qinglan wipe down her body.
As for Tang Feng, naturally, he was chased out of the dormitory. Seizing the opportunity, he headed towards Han Jing's dorm. He could have not bothered with this English teacher, but for some reason, he found himself walking over there.
With a sweep of his Divine Sense, he discovered she was in her dorm, still sleeping at this time, which was unexpected given her fiery personality; he would have thought she'd prefer to go out and have fun.
Could it be that she's not feeling well?
Tang Feng walked upstairs and knocked on her door.
