Zhou Jiao quickly wiped her face, then switched into a long-sleeve shirt with a white base and light blue flowers, paired it with dark blue work pants, and braided her long hair, folding it over.
When she came out, Qiao Na looked at her own outfit she had just changed into and pouted at Zhou Jiao, "Jiao Jiao, could you put a few patches on mine too?"
Zhou Jiao rolled her eyes at her and laughed, "Stop playing around, why patch it if it's not torn?"
Qiao Na mumbled, "Is it the same though?"
Seeing her like this, Zhou Jiao chuckled, pulling her along with the other two back to the room. She really couldn't understand why every time she wore an outfit, it would make others envious. To think she had been wearing this one for two whole years already, it made her feel sorry for herself. Returning to Beijing was actually worse than being at home.
