Mu Mian looked up with a small face that was partly serious and careful, wanting to hear his explanation.
He had never explained before.
She... was very much looking forward to it.
Gong Heng said with a faint smile, "Yun Chunxue and I are just..."
Just at the critical moment, Gong Heng's cell phone suddenly rang. His ringtone was that very common system sound, nothing special.
He frowned, but still reached into his pants pocket and pulled out the phone. When he saw the name displayed on the screen, his brow furrowed.
Mu Mian was quite close to him, not wanting to look at his privacy, but her gaze uncontrollably fell on his phone.
Snow.
Yun Chunxue, right?
What a unique appellation.
Suddenly, she really wanted to know, what was her nickname on his phone?
Mu Mian?
Mianmian?
Little sister?
Or something else...
Mu Mian's complexion turned somewhat ugly as she stood up from the ground and turned her back.
It seemed she was a bit peevish.
