Seeing that Song Baiyan seemed serious, Tang Li felt a bit embarrassed and returned the phone to its owner: "It's been vibrating for a while, it shouldn't be a prank call."
Song Baiyan took the cellphone but didn't urge her to get up; he looked at the caller ID but didn't answer it immediately.
"Why aren't you answering it?" Tang Li asked.
Song Baiyan lowered his head and saw her poised, ready to eavesdrop, which amused him; he handed the phone back to her: "Why don't you answer it instead?"
"..." Tang Li moved away from him, unplugging the hairdryer: "I'm going to get some water."
After speaking, a pair of snow-white legs slipped off the bed.
As she ran to the sofa to pour water, Song Baiyan answered the call.
Tang Li stood by the coffee table, holding the cup in both hands, sipping slowly. When she noticed a change in Song Baiyan's demeanor when answering the call, she couldn't help but turn her head, her eyes peering over the edge of the cup.
