"I'm back!" Shen Mochen pushed open the door to the dormitory.
Only Xia Qingrou was sitting on the couch, picking at her feet then sniffing them, a satisfied expression on her face—it seemed the smell wasn't bad.
"Can you please act a little more like a fairy and stop picking your feet? Think about your image!"
Shen Mochen laughed and tapped her on the head, then pushed a suitcase over: "Where are the others? I brought you guys some stuff."
"Nobody's watching, why bother about the image?"
Xia Qingrou snorted, thinking to herself, you've seen me pick other places, what's so different about feet.
"I'm not watching!" Shen Mochen patted her butt, "Get up, call everyone, I've brought gifts for all of you!"
"Where's the white-haired girl?" Xia Qingrou raised an eyebrow and asked.
"Kajiena? I don't know!" Shen Mochen looked innocent.
"Stop pretending, she disappeared the day you left. Didn't she go find you?"
