C22 Flying green thread 7 was burning with anger

"Luo Shu, Luo Shu, your cellphone rang!" Lu Xiang knocked on the bathroom door.

Who was calling so late? Luo Shu was bathing inside. He placed a wet towel over his bare shoulder and went out to grab his cell phone on the bed. He picked up his cell phone and was stunned.

"What's wrong? Hurry up and answer the phone?" Lu Xiang pushed him.

He went back into the bathroom, locked the door