"What?" Luo Yangyang asked reflexively, but as soon as she asked, she thought of something and blushed again.
"What do you think?" The person standing outside Feng Sheng's door had already knocked twice, but he still did not want to hang up.
The little thing was actually trying to play dumb.
The phone left Luo Yangyang's ear. She held the phone in front of her and kissed it, making a loud and ambiguous sound.
Feng Sheng hung up the phone in satisfaction when he heard the telepathic kiss.
The next day was the weekend, so Luo Yangyang did not have to go to school.
She had been excited since early in the morning because Feng Sheng was coming back soon. The corners of her lips were curled up uncontrollably, as if she had been chewing on candy all day.
1:30 in the afternoon.
Worried about the traffic jam, Luo Yangyang left early with her backpack.