He's always been more like a brother to me, Qiao Suisui thought distractedly.
Qiao Jiming touched her head and said, "Did you hear me? Now you try."
She 'oh'ed and, following his method, added an extra lock to the door.
"If someone knocks, don't open the door for them right away. Ask who it is first. Got it?" He was uneasy, thinking about news stories of drunkards breaking into girls' rooms, and asked again, "Otherwise, do you want to come home with me?"
Qiao Suisui waved her hand in annoyance, "I'm not going back."
He didn't say anything else.
Suddenly, her phone vibrated. Qiao Suisui answered it. It was Guan Weizhi asking if she had time to bring her homework and meet him at the entrance of the lecture hall. Qiao Jiming walked away to help her organize her clothes.
She hadn't brought many clothes this time, and both the underwear and dresses were clean, so she didn't separate them. Qiao Jiming, folding a skirt, inadvertently pulled out a white lace bra.