After figuring out the hidden rules, Mu Qiu clicked his tongue, stood up and dusted his palms, saying:
"Let's go, let's lay low first. Although we can't avenge the capture, not losing points is the most important thing. We need to focus on the bigger picture."
"Makes a lot of sense." Li Yang stood up, and three colorful moths sneakily ran while hiding, heading to the farthest place.
Leaving the place where she felt embarrassed, Mu Qiu got over her awkward feelings, grabbed both sides of the mattress, compressed it inward to reduce air resistance, and ran freely in the wind.
Worried about encountering the recently "assimilated" Zhang Li, they chose small paths deliberately, trying not to get close to the square.
Having just run past the square, near the small amusement park, they suddenly heard a burst of laughter.
It really sounded like playful laughter, like someone chasing butterflies in the Imperial Garden.
