Sunday.
After waking up from a nap, it was time to go back to school again.
Wu Lingyu returned from Hong Kong in the afternoon, and after the six of them met up, they first went to the supermarket to stock up on supplies for the week, and then took a car back to their new secret base.
They divided the work and cleaned the house, and finally, everyone sat leisurely in the living room, drinking afternoon tea.
The little brother was also brought over from home this week, and after sniffing a few doses of the catnip specially cultivated by Xu Qingfan, he was already rolling on the ground in ecstasy.
Pulling open the curtains, the courtyard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was lush with greenery, and Little White, freed from its bonds, was chasing a butterfly on the lawn.
"The club war is tomorrow, should we all sign up for the same club?" Xiao Ruawen crunched through a biscuit and, after dusting her hands, asked.
