ten miles around

Song Zhiqiao took out his mobile phone from the bedside early in the morning, and dialed the most annoying number.

"Hello! Aqiao?" Xue Ci's lazy voice came from the microphone, surprised to the point of joy, and didn't mind the other party disturbing him at all.

Song Zhiqiao pressed his beating heart and calmly said, "It's National Day, where are you!"

Xue Ci naturally heard that Song Zhiqiao was suppressing his heartbeat, and smiled and said, "Why? Miss me so soon?"

"Who misses you, shameless."

"Hehe, Aqiao, I miss you."

"...You...you shut up, think of me, why don't you come back on National Day."

"Sorry, I really can't come back now, you wait for me for a few more days, and I will definitely come back to accompany you."

"Okay, okay, hang up." After speaking, he quickly hung up the phone and threw the quilt boldly.

Oye!That guy is not coming back!From now on it's my personal time.

Thinking of him pushing down the photo frame that Xue Ci insisted on putting on his bedside table, "Xiao Mian, tease me."

I must find a show today, no, I want some show.