Yingluo, Xiaoxiao, have you come to school yet? I brought you a cake. Let's skip class and go to the Student Union later to discuss the Christmas dress, okay?
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and replied to her.
Yingying, good, I'll go to the Student Union directly later.
She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she couldn't see Yin Shaojie in the morning and was worried sick. She didn't care if she had to go to class and just wanted to find him first.
She had wanted to give him a call, but after thinking about it, she decided to vent her anger on him in person.
Han qiqing did not expect her to reply so quickly and was very happy.
Ran ran, I'm going out now. See you later.
Yingying, okay, see you later.
Mu Xiaoxiao put her phone away, holding back the urge to call Yin Shaojie.
She was in a weird mood today, and she couldn't understand it herself.
Could it be that she was affected by that nightmare?
Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head.