C193 You'il Soon be a Pile of Garbage in September

His phone rang and rang again, but the man just remained silent.

Sticking in the warm embrace of An Shengxia, Big White's eyes were brimming with happiness. He poked Quan Yao's phone, reminding the man, "Daddy, it's your call."

"Yeah, I know." He did not pick it up, but he did not press it again. Quan Yao pulled his tie, turned around and walked towards the bedroom