The person on the other end of the phone didn't speak.
Ye Zhantian didn't speak either, instead he thrust violently...
"Ah~~~"
Nan Zhifeng almost instinctively made a sound.
But she quickly covered her mouth in panic, not daring to let out a breath.
"Who is it?"
Ye Zhantian deliberately provoked the person on the other end of the phone.
Di Lingzhi was silent; he had heard Nan Zhifeng's cry and the sound of Ye Zhantian's thrusts, and he felt like he was going insane...
The hand clutching his phone was so tight it was almost breaking the device.
Di Bing stood by, very worried.
"Speak up!"
Ye Zhantian growled lowly and then bit down on Nan Zhifeng's shoulder.
"Ouch~~~"
Nan Zhifeng cried out but quickly covered her mouth again, hurriedly grabbed the phone to hang up the call and power it down.
"Your brother cares about you a lot, calling every midnight."
Ye Zhantian pulled away Nan Zhifeng's hand, moving even more ferociously.
