After Li Xiange put away the luggage at hand, she said hello to Lin Xiaoquan and went out.

Just as Koizumi was about to hurry up and clean up, Koizumi's spiritual power caught Li Xiange and walked back.

Sure enough, Xian Ge turned back to the dormitory, and complained to Koizumi while shaking: "Oh my God! It's so cold! I was born and raised here, and I never had the impression that it was so cold, as if I had been in the north. ”

"That's right!" Koizumi nodded in agreement.

"I wasn't so uncomfortable in the house just now, but when I went out, I was uncomfortable and died. I thought it would just be a meal and not so much trouble. Now it seems that it will not work, I will come back to add clothes and scarves! Xian Ge muttered as she rummaged through the closet.

"Do you have a hat? It's best to wear another hat. My grandmother used to say, 'My head is cold and my heart is cold, and my feet are warm.' Koizumi suggested.

"Okay, I remember I came with a cute beanie with a fluff ball. I'll look for it. Xian Ge continued.

When Li Xiange re-added his clothes, wrapped himself tightly, and then put on that cute beanie hat with a fluff ball on the top and went out, the sky was already dark.

Koizumi watched Li Xiange go downstairs with mental power, and after making sure that she would not go back to the dormitory, he hurried to take out all the thick clothes he often wore in the Taoyuan space and put them in his wardrobe, and then took out some basic daily necessities and put them in the cabinet where he put his personal belongings.

Then, in addition to a few large items, Koizumi took out some of the dried sweet potatoes that Aunt Ye had sent back to the village before, some ready-to-eat dry food such as dough cakes and dried meat that he had made in the space, brewed water such as Huaishan noodles, and millet, bacon, dried vegetables, noodles, and artichoke flour that could be easily cooked.

After taking everything out, Koizumi was busy packing up and arranging. Before she returned to the village for the Chinese New Year, she had emptied her bookshelves and tables, and put some cute and warm furnishing gadgets from before into the Taoyuan space together with professional books and materials from previous years.

Li Xiange has a big personality, maybe he was busy packing his luggage as soon as he came back just now, and he didn't pay much attention to the location of Koizumi's personal desk.

At this time, Lin Xiaoquan put the commonly used items: candles, candlesticks, charcoal stoves purchased before, kettles, clay pots, and some daily necessities such as "bowls and pans" on the side of his desk; Then wrap the edible plastic bag you took out, pack it in a cloth bag, put it in a plastic sealed box, and stack the box under your desk.

Looking at the "refreshed" personal space, Koizumi combed through it carefully, found that there was nothing missing, and nodded with satisfaction.

But as she looked at the bed above her desk, she suddenly remembered that there was something missing.

Make your own bed!

Before, because he was alone in the dormitory, Koizumi always "went from thrift to luxury, and from luxury to thrift", and went back to sleep in a comfortable and pleasant space every night, and he hadn't climbed into the bed in the dormitory for a long time.

Coupled with the impermeable curtains hanging on the bed, Koizumi didn't think about it for a while just now, and he almost emptied the bed before.

Thinking of this, she climbed up the stairs beside the bed in three steps and two steps, and when she was halfway up, she lifted half of the opening of the bed curtain with her hand, and her mind changed to transfer the beds that she had often covered in the dormitory and put them on her own bed.

It's too late, it's too soon. Before his hand touched the quilt in the bed curtain, Koizumi was thinking about a few beds in his mind just now, and it was visible to the naked eye that appeared on the quilt out of thin air.

It's - what's going on?