"Xiaolan! Don't sleep, Sister Qiqi found..."
Ah Qing, holding her phone, rolled off the electric tricycle and sprinted toward the dorm, her face full of surprise, completely different from yesterday's worry and gloom, as she pushed open the dorm door.
In the dorm, Ansheng was lying on Ah Qing's bed, flopped on his side on the pillow, snoring away. He vaguely heard someone outside calling his name, but under the huge inertia of sleep, he instinctively shrank deeper into the covers.
"Ying..."
The little fox let out a soft whimper, shoved his head under the pillow, and covered his sharp ears that could hear all directions.
"Eh?"
Seeing the white fluff squirming there, Ah Qing, both exasperated and amused, lifted the quilt, grabbed the fur on the fox's rump, and dragged the little fox out from under the pillow's protection.
"Xiaolan, don't sleep. Sister Qiqi said they might've found your biological parents."
"If you still don't get up, I'll jab your butt with the potion!"
