"Pig hoof, why haven't you slept on the bed? Where are you sitting?"
At half past eleven in the evening, Ao Xiaoli sent a video invitation. Xiao Dong got up from his bed and ran into the public living room between the two dormitories to pick up the invitation. Ao Xiaoli looked at the background in the video and asked in surprise.
Xiao Dong said with a smile, "There are three single people barking in the dormitory. How about we don't want to eat people? This is the public living room I told you about. Now there is no one here. I will bring you here one day."
"Last time I met Liu Jiahui's mother, Aunt Meng, who was ill, or I would have visited your dormitory."