The call was answered by Jun Mochan, his warm and clear voice coming through the receiver like the most beautiful symphony, "Ranran is washing up, call back later."
"Oh, okay, will she be busy later? If she's busy, I can call another day," Luo Qi sounded a bit nervous.
"She's the same every day, just give her a call in five minutes."
Luo Qi listened intently to Jun Mochan's voice, trying to detect if he was happy or not, but couldn't discern anything.
"Oh, okay."
After being tormented by Jun Mochan all night, Ye Ranran got up late this morning, luckily it was Sunday, so it wasn't a big deal to be a little late.
Ye Ranran came out of the washroom, "Whose call was it?"
"Luo Qi's, I told her to call back in five minutes," Jun Mochan looked at her.
Every Saturday and Sunday, he'd make time in the morning or evening to be with her, and he'd try to come home early on weekdays too.
So now that he was here, Ye Ranran didn't find it strange, but his gaze was a bit peculiar.
