The morning sun cast a gentle glow across the dining area as Tong Yao sat at the dining table, her laptop open in front of her as she played a solo game, completely absorbed. She cradled a large mug of coffee between her hands, occasionally taking a sip as her fingers deftly clicked away at the keyboard. After all the chaos of the day before—redecorating her blindingly pink room and settling in—she'd slept like a log, the satisfaction of turning the space into something presentable lulling her into peaceful rest.
She had noticed the group photo that now hung on the wall of their common and Yao was proud to say that it was her who took it. Some memories are worth preserving after all.
Suddenly, footsteps drew her attention. She glanced up just in time to see Xiao Pang strolling into the dining area, wearing nothing but a pair of Superman boxers. Tong Yao arched an eyebrow, trying to hold back a smirk as he lazily grabbed some breakfast.
Without looking up from her screen, she couldn't resist, "Nice boxers, Superman. Saving the world one awkward breakfast at a time?"
Xiao Pang froze mid-chew, his eyes wide as he processed her words. Slowly, he looked down at himself, his face draining of color before flushing crimson. "Oh my god!" he yelped, spinning on his heel and sprinting out of the room faster than she thought was humanly possible.
Tong Yao dissolved into laughter as she saw the look on his face. She could still hear him muttering something about clothes as he scurried off down the hallway.
A few minutes later, Pang reappeared, this time fully dressed, still looking flustered. He avoided eye contact much to her amusement as he grabbed his bowl of cereal and sat down at the table, trying to act as if nothing had happened.
Not long after, Lao K and Lao Mao strolled in, both dressed and wide awake. They noticed Tong Yao and Xiao Pang at the table, Lao Mao chuckling at the scene.
"What's going on here?" Lao K asked as he sat down with his own breakfast, eyeing the grinning Tong Yao.
"Just your typical morning entertainment," she said, sending a sly look at Xiao Pang, who was trying to focus on his food and not die of embarrassment.
Lao Mao raised an eyebrow at her, then at Pang, who was practically burying his face in his cereal bowl. "Let me guess," Lao Mao smirked. "Tong Yao happened?"
"Of course," Tong Yao replied, still wearing a smug grin as she went back to her game, though she kept one ear on the conversation.
As they all settled in to eat breakfast, the atmosphere grew casual, the usual early morning banter flowing freely. That was until Lu Sicheng strolled into the dining area, still half-asleep, and wearing a sleek black silk robe. His hair was tousled from sleep, and he seemed unaware—or perhaps indifferent—about the image he was presenting.
Tong Yao, however, was more than aware. She glanced up from her laptop, immediately spotting his choice of attire, and couldn't resist. She let out a loud, exaggerated whistle, loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Well, look who decided to join us," she drawled, her tone full of mock admiration. "Our captain, looking mighty fine in his luxury sleepwear."
Lu Sicheng froze mid-step, the whistle clearly catching him off-guard. His eyes darted to Tong Yao, then down to his robe, and back up to her again, his face remaining unreadable. "You've got to be kidding me," he muttered, clearly regretting his decision to wander in without checking the room first.
Tong Yao grinned widely. "What's the matter, Captain? Not used to being appreciated this early in the day?"
"Or at all," Lao K chimed in, stifling a laugh.
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