Not Like A Girl

"Because there aren't enough rooms and this is a three-person room, if another girl comes, we'll have her stay in this room. Is that okay?"

"No problem."

Song Yaoyao and Tang Xinrou were like breaths of fresh air.

Other guests would carry bags of all sizes and even suitcases. In contrast, the two of them were good. They each carried a backpack, and they came just like that.

Song Yi was stunned. "You... only have this much luggage?"

"That's right. This is enough for three days."

There was no need to change their outerwear, just what was inside.

Tang Xinrou took out her change of clothes and then took out a small bottle of skincare products.

Finally, she took out a few masks and asked Song Yaoyao, "Yaoyao, do you want one?"

Song Yao didn't even raise her head and took out her computer. "No."

Song Yi: "..."

Compared to Tang Xinrou, Song Yaoyao didn't seem like a girl at all.