Jing Yanxi saw that Su Ruowan wasn't angry and his heart felt sweet and soft. He smiled like a Maitreya Buddha and nodded.
After walking out of the room, he reached for his Totoro phone and dialed Jing Muchen's number.
"Little Uncle!" Jing Yanxi shouted excitedly," Little Uncle, you're not up yet?""
Jing Muchen had a headache. He looked at the time and saw that it was only seven o'clock.
He frowned. Last night, he drank with Han Zhen and the others until dawn, and his head hurt a little.
"Yanyan, be good. Little Uncle will pick you up later. Go play by yourself."He was about to hang up.
"Ahhhhh!" Jing Yanxi refused to budge." Little Uncle, I'll say one more thing. Just one more thing. Don't hang up!""
After making sure that the other end of the phone hadn't hung up, he smiled embarrassedly and said," Little Uncle, I kissed Wanwan's face again just now."
