```
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.
Blinking, she stared at the screen for a while before finally deciding not to answer.
But to her dismay, just as she hung up, he called again, she hung up, he called again.
Mu Ziqing twitched the corner of her mouth, this person was quite persistent.
Xiaoxiao, listening to the situation, guessed it must be a call from the opposite sex; otherwise, why would he call over and over again.
When the ringtone sounded once more, Mu Ziqing finally, helplessly, answered the call without looking, "Are you sick or something?"
However, the voice that came from the other end was grinding teeth in anger, "You itching for a whooping?"
Mu Ziqing was suddenly stunned, and then she forced out a dry laugh, "Eh, ha ha, sis... why is it you... ha ha ha... "
On the other end, Mu Zixuan was all exasperation, "If it's not me, then who? Who did you think it was? No wonder I couldn't get through, so you were busy meeting your lover, huh?"
