The Real Wrold 5

Three blue bags: one for underwear, one for socks, and one for pajamas. Wen Nannan awkwardly changed her clothes and came out holding the three fabric bags.

Then she realized her suitcase was half-empty! Beef jerky, spicy sticks, chocolate, self-heating hotpot, instant milk tea powder, vacuum-sealed duck... all gone.

It had only been five minutes! She looked at Lu Huai, then at the suitcase, and back at Lu Huai. "Brother Lu, I... where's all the stuff?"

"Besides clothes, did you have anything else in there?"

Lu Huai's tone was cold and emotionless. He had already made it clear before: no junk food allowed. Now that she had smuggled so much of it, she still had the audacity to ask.

"...N-no, nothing else," Wen Nannan said bitterly.

Lu Huai sat on the sofa watching her, slightly tilting his chin. She had the vague feeling that he was laughing. She felt so upset.