The weekend passed in a flash. It was Monday again.
In the past, Qiuqiu would always take a Hovercar to school on Sunday nights, but today, everything was different. Waking up bright and early, Mo Si drove the Hovercar in the chill of the winter morning to drop Qiuqiu off at school.
Qiuqiu was a little sleepy. "I went to bed too late," she yawned.
Hearing those words, Mo Si felt a little uneasy.
Qiuqiu looked at his fidgeting and burst out laughing. "Hey, what are you thinking about again?"
"I lacked self-control." He truly regretted it. "I forgot you had classes today."
"I can only blame my poor stamina. Look at you—you went to bed even later than I did and you have to work today too, yet you look much more energetic than I do," Jiang Qiuqiu said teasingly. "It seems my training as a Mecha Soldier is still lacking.
"I need to train hard this week!"
"..."
"Why aren't you saying anything? Do you not support my hard training, Mo Si?"
