The high school's rural practice day ended without incident, full of rumors and gossip.
On the return bus.
Xi Rubao made a point of squeezing into the East Sea Class's bus, and although she didn't dare to take a seat right next to Zuzi, she couldn't help but sit very close to her.
She carefully took out a rather expensive bottle of "freshly squeezed coconut milk" she had bought, "Zuzi, would you like some milk?"
Zuzi hadn't replied yet.
Wu Minghao teased, "Bao Bao, shouldn't you call your little ancestor by her real name? Did you watch the grand fight for nothing today?"
Xi Rubao's face turned red. She hesitated for a moment, bit her lip, and almost whispering like a mosquito, said, "Sis, do, you, want, some, milk?"
Ah, so embarrassing.
What if Zuzi doesn't agree and won't let her call her sis?
Her remaining bits of dignity would be crushed.
