C80 Disaster Comes from the Mouth

The phone in his pocket rang. Huang Yiyan lifted his head, which was buried under the delicacies, and picked it up without even looking at his phone.

"Yan, where are you?" A gentle voice sounded out from the microphone. Huang Yiyan immediately swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth and also replied with a gentle voice, "My darling, I'm at brother's home