Thud, Qi Jiu got so scared he fell off the bed.
"You... you... you..."
"Come on out, I'm just outside?"
Qi Jiu put on his slippers, panicking like a headless chicken, and dashed downstairs.
Downstairs, Madam Qi saw Qi Jiu coming down and greeted him, "Hey, Jiu, you're up? Hurry up and have breakfast."
But Qi Jiu seemed like he didn't see anyone, running madly outside,
In the cold of winter, with freezing winds swirling outside, Qi Jiu ran out in his pajamas...
Yet outside, there's nothing, not a soul.
Qi Jiu shivered and sneezed hard: "Ah-choo, Ming Mei, you... playing tricks on me."
Ming Mei laughed heartily, "Yes, isn't it fun?"
"No way, you really ran outside? Hahaha..."
Hearing Ming Mei's laughter, Qi Jiu truly felt murderous. He was puzzled, how had Ming Mei become even more mischievous over three years.
Qi Jiu sniffed, "What on earth do you want, just say it, I need to go back to sleep."
