"???"
"Hai City University yells: We're thinking of the students, is that wrong?! Is that wrong?!"
"Hahahaha!!!!"
"..."
—
Listening to Chen Mu's explanation.
One of the lab coat-wearers couldn't control his curiosity.
He turned to look at Liu Yingying, who lay there with a face full of despair on the examination bed.
In a puzzled manner, he asked, "Student, I really can't figure out why you would keep a hair dryer hidden for yourself..."
Use the school's.
Isn't it better?
Liu Yingying continued to cover her face, refusing to communicate with the outside world.
A few lab coat-wearers looked baffled.
Chen Mu, however, seemed to be in a better mood: "Why else? For some fragile college students."
"Even going to the first floor to blow-dry their hair is a long journey."
"Isn't it more convenient to do it in their own dorm?"
Liu Yingying covered her face even tighter.
