Qiu Qi went to the kitchen with a yawn, fetched a small pot, and made milk tea for the group.
It was the middle of the night. She crouched before the tiny fire burning beneath the pot while the others crowded around her like cultists. Their excitement was impossible to hide; every one of them looked ready to drool onto the floor.
“You all know this stuff makes it hard to sleep. Why are you still asking for it?”
Zu Mianmian giggled.
“For a cup of milk tea, staying up all night is nothing. We...
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