Perhaps it was because they had not seen each other for a long time, Lin Xiaoyu actually felt a little embarrassed when they met again.
In fact, it hadn't been a long time since they last saw each other. It had only been a week!
Lu liye just lowered his eyes and looked at her intently. His gaze fell on her rather embarrassed face without blinking, as if he had no intention of taking the initiative to talk to her.
He did not speak, and Lin Xiaoyu felt even more embarrassed.
She pursed her lips and only managed to squeeze out a sentence after a long while, " "What are you doing here?"
"Lin Xiaoyu of the cricket."
Lu liye changed his standing position and looked down at her with a stern gaze. His thin lips were tightly pursed as he asked, " "Why don't you let me make the call?"
"Ah, Yingluo."
Lin Xiaoyu was still a little stunned, looking at him in a daze. After a long time, she came back to her senses and muttered, " "You didn't call me either, did you?"
