Zhou Li covered his forehead, feeling a bit of a swell in his head. He quickly realized something.
Damn, I'm going to be late.
As a commuting student, Zhou Li's home wasn't far from Jishu University, just six stops by bus. He hurriedly threw back the covers, got up, dressed, and opened the room door.
"I've already excused you."
A woman in light pink loungewear sat in a wheelchair, smiling as she watched the flustered boy, her words carrying a hint of teasing, "Stayed up late secretly again last night?"
Zhou Li sighed, glancing at the porridge and fried dough sticks on the table, and said helplessly, "Sis, you..."
"Alright~~"
Pulling on Zhou Li's sleeve, Tao Yao smiled brightly, nestling close to him like a small animal, pretending to speak quietly, "I won't go to the kitchen from now on, don't worry, don't worry. I'm so clumsy, it's only natural my dear brother wouldn't feel assured."
"Don't say that."
