Song Xiyun froze for a moment, her pupils dilating slightly like in anime, standing there at the door.
Oh no, my farm.
Am I going to lose?
Jiang Nian saw her reaction and knew she was thinking about the game. Aren't you worried about losing and getting punished?
Xiao Song, your farming is a bit too pure.
"Don't you have anything to say?"
Upon hearing this, Song Xiyun snapped back to reality. She cautiously glanced at him and then asked, pursing her lips,
"Could you... give me your phone to play?"
Jiang Nian: "...."
He was greatly shocked, "No way, are you that addicted to the internet? I'm going to report you to your mom, telling on you."
"No!" Song Xiyun's face turned pale, quickly grabbing his sleeve, "Don't tell my mom."
The hallway was dimly lit, casting shadows on their faces.
Seeing Jiang Nian unmoved, she wasn't sure if he would tell, after all, Jiang Nian never considered himself a part of them.
After hesitating for a while, she whispered.
