When Zhao Meimei woke up, there was only herself left on the bed. She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling, her mind momentarily blank.
Zhao Meimei collected her thoughts, got off the bed, and slipped on her slippers to go outside and find people.
Shi Yang's father had already gone to work, and Shi Yang's mother wasn't home either. Zhao Meimei found her Brother Yangyang in the kitchen.
Shi Yang was standing with his back to the kitchen door, seriously stirring something in the pot, and he turned around when he heard Zhao Meimei.
Zhao Meimei was wearing a tank top and shorts, her hair was messy, and she stood at the kitchen door drowsily. She was just beginning to develop, with a small camisole under her tank top giving a slight curve. Her figure was slender, with long arms and legs, skin tinged with a light wheat color, and her lips were dry and peeling.
Zhao Meimei looked at Shi Yang eagerly, without blinking.
