The two of them had finished packing, and Song Yun checked his watch to find there were only two hours left until boarding time. Why hadn't the two girls next door come to report yet?
Song Yun went to the next room and saw piles and piles of things, which gave him a headache. It seemed he had underestimated women's purchasing power; he had thought these two girls were like Xiao Qing and hadn't bought much. But it turned out their purchases couldn't even fit in their suitcases from the trip. They had to take out some unnecessary clothes and throw them away. Looking at the scattered clothes on the ground, Song Yun wondered if it was all worth it.
"Song Yun, come quickly, help me press down the stuff here, the suitcase won't close," Qingluan said as soon as she saw Song Yun coming, looking as pitiful as could be.
