“Little crown prince, Mommy wants to talk to Daddy on the phone. Let’s go out and play for a while, okay?”At this moment, sister-in-law Wang walked over.
Little Chengye looked at Mommy, then nodded obediently and went out with sister-in-law Wang.
Jun Xiqing took the phone.
“Qingqing.”A deep and magnetic voice came from the other end. It was slightly tired and hoarse. It was especially like Lu Yiming’s voice, and it was exceptionally pleasant to hear.
He was calling her, Qing Qing.
Jun Xi Qing’s small hand gripped the microphone tightly. Her small face was so pale that there was not a hint of blood. She hung her long and slender feathers and did not speak.
“Heh.”Lu yeming chuckled softly, with a gentle and doting tone. “Qing Qing, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you saying anything?”
Jun Xi Qing tugged at the microphone, her knuckles turning white. “Lu Yeming, are you... are you going to war?”
The moment she finished speaking, there was silence on the other end.
