Xiao Qi, stop meow..."
"No way! I feel as lively as a dragon. I can keep going for another three hundred rounds!"
"Three hundred... no way meow! Let me sleep!"
"How could I possibly!"
"Wu wu... If only I had known..."
Mao Zimiao lay sprawled across the table, her eyelids fluttering open and shut in fatigue. Eventually, she succumbed to the overwhelming drowsy waves and fell into a deep sleep.
"Tsk, broke her in just a short while." Wang Qi gripped a set of math problems with an expression of bored disappointment.
Zhen Chan felt speechless, "Are you really that hung up on her waking you up on the Spirit Boat?"
