Mu Qingtian was stunned and then burst into laughter.

"Hahahahahahahaha, my sister is taking it upon herself! Hahahaha..."

This night.

Their best friend slept together again.

But when Mu Wanyue got up the next morning, Gong Baixue was no longer seen by her side.

After walking around the house but not finding it, she could only shrugged helplessly and started cooking breakfast by herself.

It was not until noon that she was about to start making her own lunch that Su Yang walked downstairs.

"Hey!? Idol, are you back?"

Mu Wanyue looked at him up and down, and saw that he looked relaxed and tired, and couldn't help but flash to him and turned around for a few times, sniffing while turning around.

"Yeah, yeah, it does taste like them."

After saying that, she straightened up, patted Su Yang's shoulder with both hands, and said, "Idol, please sit down, I'll cook for you."

"good."

Su Yang responded, and then sat absent-mindedly on the sofa, his eyes dazed.

For more than ten days of continuous sports, the endless sports are harder than fighting.

Although he has enough physical strength and energy, he still feels tired mentally.

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