C1144 Flat Confessions

Mo Gongming glanced at his phone but didn't pick it up in the end.

Such a small movement fell into Qiao Linlang's hands.

"Why aren't you answering the phone?" She subconsciously asked, not to pry into Mo Gongming's privacy, but to end the awkward atmosphere.

With that, Mo Gongming kept his phone and continued walking towards Qiao Linlang's seat, "Tonight is the time for our family of four