"I'm back!"
Xia Yu stretched languidly as she entered the shop.
"Where's Eriina?" Yuchuan Meisha came up close, looking around, but she couldn't find the figure of the girl dragging the suitcase.
"Ah, she came over?" Xia Yu asked without blinking an eye.
Zhu Qing, who was watching TV with interest, cast a playful glance, "The poor girl waited all afternoon—did you, this little rascal, head out early in the morning on purpose to avoid someone?"
Facing Zhu Qing's "perceptive" gaze, Xia Yu felt inexplicably nervous, "Not at all!"
He protested, "There was work to do on the farm!"
"Oh, I believe you," Zhu Qing said.
"I believe you too!"
Yuchuan Meisha nodded seriously.
"Even if there were things to busy with, it shouldn't be on Christmas Eve. Besides, the food festival in the shopping street is also hectic!" Yuchuan Ayaka quietly added her input.
"Get out of here!"
