The dial was finished, and the phone was brought to the ear.
A polite mechanical voice came from the other side.
[Your phone has outstanding charges...]
Guan Yue Ling bit her lip, tears of urgency welling up, why the hell today, of all days, so unlucky!
Suddenly, in the corner of her eye, she saw on Lan Fangfang's table a sealed cup of eight-treasure porridge, breakfast Lan Fangfang had bought earlier, still unopened.
She smiled, quickly took the cup of porridge, climbed back onto the bed, and gave it to her sister.
Boom boom boom...
Outside the dorm window, thunder rumbled, clouds covered the sky, electrical snakes wandered in the sky, it looked like it was going to rain.
The porridge had no straw, so she climbed on the bed, tore open the seal directly, and handed it to her weak sister.
There was a big red date in the porridge!
Just perfect for replenishing qi and blood for her sister!
