At that moment, the door of the dormitory opened.
The three roommates walked in, chatting and laughing.
"Qianqian, you're back. What did you do this afternoon? You didn't even go to the calculus class. Luckily, I answered the roll call for you."
Wang Lin, Qianqian's closest roommate, said as she walked over to her. Seeing the blush on Qianqian's face, she blurted out, "Why is your face so red? It's like a boiled shrimp."
Upon hearing this, the other two roommates, Zhang Yue and Li Xiaojiao, immediately gathered around curiously, scrutinizing Han Keqian.
"It really is, so red!"
Zhang Yue smirked, "Were you secretly watching some kind of movie just now?"
"Or are you experiencing spring fever?"
Li Xiaojiao also teased with a laugh, "Come on, spill it. Are you in love?"
"No, don't say things like that!"
Han Keqian hurriedly waved her hand, though her heartbeats unconsciously sped up. "I... I just got back from jogging, that's all."
