"There's a coffee table and chairs!" Mianmian said.
"So nice!" Qian Qian added.
"It looks so expensive," Baozi said, surveying the room's soft furnishings. She felt they were even prettier than her own bedroom.
"..."
Seeing the three girls heading to the balcony, Mianmian and Qian Qian each took a chair, occupying both. Baozi stood near the coffee table, picked up a book from it, and inspected it curiously. Meanwhile, Zhou Li hurried out and returned to the living room.
Brother Nan was back on the sofa, shoes off, legs crossed, stroking Tuanzi.
Tuanzi lay quietly in her arms, being petted while watching TV.
Zhou Li felt a bit embarrassed. He quickly went to the balcony, took down his underwear hanging there, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into his pocket.
He returned to the living room.
Brother Nan tilted her head, looking at him puzzled. "Little Brother, what was that about?"
