"Sis! I’m here!"

On the weekend, Black Bean excitedly took off her shoes and rushed into the house barefoot.

Although she was already a vocational school student, her personality was still very lively. Her face and figure were as youthful as a middle school girl, with only her height not embarrassing her.

"Sis?"

Black Bean noticed that the atmosphere in the house felt a bit off, and even the once-pervasive romantic air had dissipated a lot.

She turned her head to look at Ning Chu, who was curled up on the sofa, looking weary and holding a book, then glanced confusedly at Wen Yang, who was busy in the kitchen.

After nervously putting on her slippers, Black Bean cautiously asked: