Tang Mo had been on the road and in a helicopter all day. She had also gone to the squad base in Qin Ling and didn't get back until late. Even an iron man would be exhausted after all that.
Mustering the last of her strength, she dropped her backpack. She groggily took a shower, changed her clothes, and collapsed spread-eagled onto her soft, large bed, ready to catch up on sleep.
'Huh? What's this soft thing?'
Tang Mo felt that the texture beneath her was wrong. It wasn't like her soft, cotton bedding.
Startled, she shot up and turned on the light. There, lying perfectly still on her bed, was Jingjing, looking like a well-behaved, white plush toy.
Its round eyes blinked as it stared at Tang Mo, its gaze filled with utter resentment.
"Momo, where did you go?"
Jingjing asked in a soft, sweet voice.
Tang Mo had up and left so suddenly that she only had time to tell Xiao Tao to inform Lin Yi, leaving no chance for a detailed explanation for Jingjing.
