C95 He Won't be Happy for Long

Hsiao Mu was very interested in what I did. He smiled and carried me back to my room. As soon as he put me on the bed, his phone rang. I even guessed who it was.

Hsiao Mu did not stop moving because of this. Instead, I pushed him away.

"Answer the phone first. What if someone wants to talk to you?"

It was only after eight o'clock, which was relatively early