C295 Right

Qiao Xiaoxiao naturally had to answer the phone.

"Hello, Lih Mingxiao. It's so late. Is something the matter?" Qiao Xiaoxiao asked softly.

What she meant was, it was already so late. If there was nothing else, then quickly hang up the phone and don't disturb my sleep.

"It's nothing. I just want to hear your voice. " The man's low and pleasant voice came over with a bit of a hoodlum tone