What does kissing actually feel like? Xiao Ruawen still had no idea even after the evening self-study session ended.
But when it comes to the taste of devouring food, that she knew crystal clear.
And so, before the evening self-study even ended, her desk was already tidied up, spotlessly clean.
The bell signaling the end of class rang.
"Midnight snack, midnight snack!" Xiao Ruawen, shaking the focused Xu Qingfan who was still answering questions, urged him.
Seeing the messy lines on the test paper caused by her, Xu Qingfan could only put down his pen, resigned.
"Let's go," he said packing up his things and gesturing with his hand for Xiao Ruawen to pull him up.
"Hehe!" She quickly grasped the task, grabbing his arms and yanking him up as if in a tug-of-war.
Wang Xuan stood up soon after: "I haven't washed my clothes back at the dorm yet, so I won't join you for the midnight snack."
