no, Qianqian. Siyi shook his head. As if he was afraid that his sister wouldn't believe him, he hurriedly added, " I really didn't!
Yan si 'er gave her a meaningful look and nodded. let's continue eating!
"Good Yingluo."
After dinner, Siyi sat in the living room and watched a TV series, bored. Her mind was still entangled with that man and the little life in her stomach.
The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. In the end, he got up and prepared to go back to his room.
Suddenly, " Ding Ling, Ding Ling-" the phone rang.
Siyi paused for a moment, and for some reason, his heart tightened for a second.
"Yiyi, listen to the phone!" Yan si 'er, who was tidying up the kitchen, called out to her.
Oh Yingluo, Oh Yingluo. Siyi nodded.
He reached out a little stiffly to get the microphone.
"Hey!"
Inexplicably, Siyi unconsciously felt a little tight, and he responded softly in his throat.
