"Xiaolan, are you ready? It's time to set off!"
After enjoying the delicious meal cooked by Shasha, the time gradually approached the appointed hour. Ah Qing packed her backpack from last night, carrying a bag filled with live streaming equipment, and knocked on the bathroom door.
"Coming, coming..."
Ansheng, who was squatting on the toilet, pressed the flush button for the third time, satisfied and ready to get up.
Even though he moved the small tea tree back last night, it was still temporarily housed at Lin Ying's villa.
Having had the experience of a white mouse sticking its head out, Ansheng now keeps an extra eye open when using the toilet, flushing it several times to prevent Spiritual Particles' residue from attracting a gathering of small Spirit Beasts.
"When there's time, I'll dig up the soil and transplant the small tea tree back..."
