In a blink, it was already morning.
Li Jing stayed at home, waiting for the message from No Book, amusing himself with a mobile game in his free time.
What else could he do?
He couldn't be bothered with what was happening at White Hawk.
Even if he did, he could only watch international news broadcasts.
The news from the West, you know.
You only see what they want you to see.
Even if you visit foreign websites directly, you can only catch the real news if you know exactly when the events just happened.
Seeing that it was already day, and No Book had not yet sent a message, Li Jing stood up and started cooking breakfast in the kitchen.
In the guest room, Liu Sisi and Little Ai had been messing around for more than three hours, still going at it, with the former's bell-like laughter and the latter's sobbing voice echoing now and then.
Looking at them, their fun wouldn't end anytime soon.
By the time they're done, it would be time for breakfast.