Ye Qing Luo knitted her brows lightly.
To stay here with such an uncivilized roommate, hell was probably to break loose in the future days.
And the sound of the door was being slammed once again as that pampered boorish lady walked in briskly into the dormitory.
Ye Qing Luo could hear her footsteps whisking around, sounded like she was peering into every room.
You could hear the faint low voice of that lady complaining: "What kind of rundown place is this! Can't even compare to my house, and daddy actually have the heart to send me here to suffer!"
You could tell that she was a true blue spoilt brat.
Shortly, that spoilt brat opened the door of Ye Qing Luo's room.
Her face changed when she realized there was already someone lying on the bed, pointed at Ye Qing Luo and began to berate recklessly.
"Hey, who exactly are you, so gutsy! I have yet to choose my room and you have occupied the room!"