After school on Friday night, Zeng Yuqian went to work part-time.
Zhou Xiaomin had already arrived, and the three of them went to eat outside the school.
In the hot pot restaurant, Zhou Xiaomin was eating tripe while looking at an Yue and said,""I've only eaten for a while and you're already yawning. If I didn't know better, I would think that you're just brushing me off and that you don't want to eat with me. "
"No, I didn 't," An Yue laughed."I haven't had a good rest recently."
"I say, you're already in University. Do you have to work so hard?" Zhou Xiaomin was a little speechless.
An Yue didn't say anything. It was better not to tell her about this. Otherwise, she would definitely scold her again.
After eating hotpot, Zhou Xiaomin wanted to go play, but Huayu said first,""An Yue, you're so tired. You should go back and rest. I'll come and find you tomorrow morning."
