C633 Never Wash White Again

Today was Saturday.

In the past, no matter what day of the week it was, whenever she was at home, Yue Zitong would always run five kilometers in the morning when the sun just appeared.

This morning, the sun had already risen, but she still hadn't come out of her room.

Helan Xiaoxin was lazily sitting on the sofa, wearing a linen housedress