In a certain sense, it really doesn't count. Is this turning from an outsider to one of our own?
"Thanks, I'll drink it (smile)."
On the other side, Xu Shuang hesitated for a moment, glanced at Zhao Yiqiu munching away, and asked.
"Qiuqiu, what does the smile mean?"
Zhao Yiqiu looked up, leaned over for a peek. "Just a smile, I use this expression often."
"Really?" Xu Shuang was puzzled.
"Yeah!"
"Oh, alright." Xu Shuang was thinking whether to bring the tea leaves over later, or in the afternoon.
Meanwhile, Jiang Nian was pondering this issue too.
"Why hasn't there been any follow-up?"
After putting the ingredients in the fridge, he wandered in the spacious dormitory, but the other party was slow to reply.
What if they come in the afternoon?
Xu Shuang: "After my nap, should I bring the tea leaves to your dorm?"
Jiang Nian: "(sweat) Just temporary."
Xu Shuang: "Being this cautious?"
