The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, replaced by the roaring noise of the Dyson hair dryer.
Zhou Sinin had long hair that reached her waist, and drying it often took more than ten minutes, much longer than her own.
Guan Yongyi calculated the time in her mind, carried Mian Mian over to one side, and walked barefoot to the living room.
She didn't know why...
Perhaps it was the heat from tonight's Cantonese food, perhaps it was the exertion from singing, or perhaps it was for some reason she couldn't quite fathom.
She always felt a dry mouth, a heavy heart, and an indescribable emotion.
She opened the refrigerator, cola on the left, and the craft beer she had seen on Xiaohongshu on the right.
Without any hesitation, she reached for a bottle of Lost Coast Whale from the right, stood on tiptoes to grab the bottle opener, and with a muted pop.
