The call went through, and Ji Mianmian only picked up after it rang for a long time."Hello, Sister qingsi ..."
Yan qingsi heaved a long sigh of relief."What are you doing? You're panting, have you had breakfast?"
Ji Mianmian wiped the sweat off her nose.""No, I'm just making breakfast. I'm frying eggs."
Yan qingsi was dumbfounded when she heard that. She immediately asked,""Ah ... How's the kitchen?"
"Sister, don't underestimate me. The next time you see me, I might be able to cook you a good meal."
Yan qingsi heard Ji Mianmian's voice. It seemed to have regained some vitality and she sounded like she was in good condition."Not bad, not bad. I have faith in you. Good luck ..."
"Yes, yes, I will do my best ... Oh no, I smell something burning. Sis, I'll hang up first ..."
