The lights went out.
The dormitory was pitch black.
With rustling and clanging sounds, all four climbed into their beds.
Brother Nan stuffed Tuanzi into the covers on the side near the wall to prevent her from falling off in the middle of the night. If she fell and got hurt, Zhou Li would definitely blame her.
Tuanzi didn't make a sound.
In the darkness, Baozi's voice emerged, "Little Trash Cat really does resemble Lord Dumpling..."
"All cats are like that!" Brother Nan insisted. "Don't make a big deal out of it!"
"MEOW?"
Tuanzi lay under the covers with her eyes wide open, her lively gaze darting left and right. Her body, however, seemed sealed, remaining motionless. It was hard to tell what she was thinking.
Baozi murmured an "Oh."
