C619 Obstructing Weathering and Detention

Then what was going on?

Just as Feng Yiting was about to give his answer, Ji Qianyu spoke first: "Whose phone is this? Where's my phone? "

After pouring everything out of the bag, Ji Qianyu looked at the strange phone on the table that was already turned off with a black screen on it.

He rubbed them up and down before turning around to move the flowers