Wei Zhijuan hesitated for a moment and wanted to get up to answer her phone, which was ringing right in time but she was held down by Xian Yijun and couldn't move.
She looked up at him . "I want to take the call..."
"Leave it." His heavy and hot breath brushed her nose as he said this. Xian Yijun kissed her on the corner of her mouth and then on her cheek, making her fully concentrate on him.
But the phone kept ringing, as if it was very persistent. It had to be something urgent for the caller to call her at this time. Even though Wei Zhijuan didn't want to stop, she couldn't focus her attention on Xian Yijun for a moment. The phone stopped ringing, and just as the two kissed to the point of forgetting themselves, it rang again.
