It wasn't long before a light, nimble voice came from the dormitory.
"It's here, auntie."
Click!
As the dormitory door opened, a fair figure peered out from behind it.
The girl's skin was like white jade, her features delicate, lips full and red, dressed in a practical practice suit, her cheeks flushed with a touch of red, and some sweat still lingering on her forehead, evidently engaged in cultivating the Guidance Technique.
Locking eyes with the girl's clear, sparkling gaze, the dormitory supervisor instinctively cleared her throat and asked:
"You're Shen Youran? This is your parcel, sent over from Baita City."
Shen Youran's eyes flickered and landed on the not too big, not too small parcel, but she still softly accepted it.
"Thank you, auntie."
...
Once the dormitory supervisor was gone, several sprightly footsteps soon followed from the room.