Nightfall.
After arranging accommodations for every villager from the Fu Xi Continent.
Shang Siteng discreetly slipped a room key into Han Zhan's pocket.
No one noticed this scene, except for Tu Housheng, who constantly had his feet in contact with the ground, scratching his honest and simple head.
After everyone dispersed, Han Zhan followed the address Shang Siteng had given him and found her place.
Using the room key to open the door, he found Shang Siteng had already changed into a relaxed, homey outfit and had been waiting for some time.
Han Zhan felt a fleeting illusion, as if a wife's friend was waiting for a husband to come home.
He habitually took off his shoes and looked at the shoe rack on both sides, a bit unsure, "Should I put them on the left or the right?"
Shang Siteng smiled and pressed her lips together, "If you like, you can put them inside, no problem."
Han Zhan: "6"
