Fang Ya walked out of Wang Xu's room and saw Han Qiao coming back from outside.
When Han Qiao saw Fang Ya, she seemed to be shocked and subconsciously hid her hand behind her back.
Fang Ya looked at Han Qiao's movements and frowned slightly. "You got off work so late today?"
Han Qiao nodded a little stiffly. "Yes! Had to help out with inventory!"
Fang Ya did not ask any more questions. She nodded and left.
Han Qiao watched Fang Ya's back as she left. She took a deep breath, turned around, and quickly entered her room.
Fang Ya walked to the door of her room. She glanced at the light on in Han Qiao's room, sighed, and pushed the door open to enter.
Tang Tang was drawing something on a picture book.
Ever since Shao Xiang had returned to her hometown, Tang Tang had returned to Fang Ya's room to sleep with her.
Every night, Tang Tang would draw something before she was willing to go to bed.