Although Jiang Ning wasn't at home, his small bedroom had already become a happy little retreat for Tongtong and Chuchu.
The night was cold, with the window glass covered in a thin layer of mist, the warm room seemed like another world.
Xue Yuantong was playing games but was somewhat distracted, unable to help saying, "Chuchu, Jiang Ning is so annoying!"
Chuchu said nothing.
Xue Yuantong, holding the mouse, arrogantly said, "Wait till he comes home, you'll see how I deal with him, just wait and see!"
Chuchu wanted to laugh.
Immediately, Xue Yuantong sighed again, worried, "It's so cold outside, he runs around at night, won't he get cold? What if he gets sick?"
Xue Chuchu recalled that she had never seen Jiang Ning sick, she replied, "Probably not, he dressed warmly today, are you worried about him?"
Xue Yuantong immediately denied it: "I'm not worried about him at all, if he gets sick, I'll have to ride the bike to take him to school?"
