Song Shijia had always assumed Yun Qiluo was very young, likely a minor.
But when she asked, Yun Qiluo confidently declared she was eighteen.
Song Shijia was utterly shocked, as Yun Qiluo looked so young.
Besides having a small frame and fair skin, she also had a baby face, coupled with an innocent aura that was unmistakably youthful.
She was unlike any of the seventeen or eighteen-year-olds Song Shijia knew.
In the afternoon, with no classes left and being quite familiar with the school, Yun Qiluo decided to return home.
"Aren't you staying in the dorm tonight?" Song Shijia asked, puzzled.
The young girl's eyes sparkled as she nodded vigorously, "Mmhmm."
She was going home to have dinner with the beautiful woman!
Although she hadn't had nightmares recently, losing the excuse to sleep in his room, just being able to spend time with him made Yun Qiluo happy.
