C321 Disgust
"I'm done." Shen Yue walked out of the changing room and happily prepared to go and cook with Jiang Tianheng.
When she saw Jiang Tianheng standing there without changing his clothes, he held his phone in his hand.
Huh? She was holding her phone.
"Tianheng, you're holding my phone." Shen Yue felt strange. Jiang Tianheng never took her phone.
"You have a text message