"Please!" Zhou Li immediately corrected.
"It's all the same," Huai Xu said, unconcerned. "It was Western food; seemed quite fancy."
At this, he turned back again, his head peeking out from the edge of the upper bunk. "Aren't you happy you can live off your looks?"
Not at all!
Zhou Li, expressionless, asked, "How did you get registered? And how do you ride a bike without a driver's license?"
"Who said I don't have a driver's license?"
Huai Xu stretched out his hand, holding a driver's license, and threw it down.
Zhou Li casually caught it and flipped it open.
It was indeed a driver's license, and the photo on it looked exactly like Huai Xu… It was Zhou Li's driver's license.
"As for registration…"
Huai Xu threw his ID at him.
Zhou Li was rendered speechless.
The sound of roommates talking came from the hallway as three figures returned to the dormitory, chatting amongst themselves.
