After waiting for nearly half an hour, under Lin Wanning's watchful eyes, Zhang Yiyi stepped onto the battlefield again.
With the key Wanning had given her in her hand, the thought of kissing her brother later had her excited.
"Go, Yiyi!" Lin Wanning cheered in a low voice through cupped hands, giving her best friend encouragement.
Zhang Yiyi glanced back at her, nodded earnestly, opened the door, and left.
Without hesitating much, she arrived at the bedroom door, gently twisted the doorknob, and the door opened immediately.
"Hmm?"
Zhang Yiyi was surprised that Xu Qingfan hadn't locked the door but didn't think much of it; the next second, she slipped through the crack of the open door.
The young man was fast asleep on the bed, the back of his head facing the door.
A faint smile appeared on Zhang Yiyi's face as she tiptoed to the edge of the bed, took off her shoes, climbed up from the foot of the bed, and slowly wriggled to Xu Qingfan's side.
