Classmate Song, Please Explain

The assessment continued into the middle of the night.

Whether it was the mentors or the students, they were all gasping for air.

When the last team had finished their assessment, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Song Yaoyao yawned lazily. Her curly black eyelashes trembled, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red as if they had been dyed with rouge. She was extremely beautiful.

Luo Xingguang turned around and snapped his fingers in front of her.

"Hey, wake up. Do you want to eat?"

Song Yaoyao mumbled, "I'm so sleepy."

"Sleepy? Get up and have some fun!"

Luo Xingguang pulled her up without any explanation. "Quick, quick, wake up! Our nightlife has just begun!"

Hearing this, Song Yaoyao pushed him away in disgust.