On a morning, an eight or nine-year-old boy walked into Tomorrow's Noble School. He carried a backpack and looked like he hadn't slept well; standing at the entrance, he yawned several times.,"Long-Legged Girl, how about waiting until tonight and I’ll accompany you both for your midnight snack," Xia Tian’s hand started becoming unruly again on her body.,"Xia Tian." At that moment, a rather urgent voice was heard.。