Just as Zhao Rong and Wang Guihua were kissing passionately, his phone suddenly rang.
Hearing the ringtone, Zhao Rong abruptly hung up. "It's nothing," he said to Wang Guihua. "Don't let it bother us. Let's continue..."
He leaned in to kiss her again, but Wang Guihua stopped him. "Brother Zhao, you should check who it is. If it's not important, you can ignore it, but you should answer if it is."
Zhao Rong pouted impatiently. "A moment like this is priceless! This is a critical moment for us. I don't care if the call is important or not. Let's keep kissing."
With that, they started kissing again. However, just as they were caught up in the heat of the moment, the phone in Zhao Rong's pocket rang once more. Irritated, he hung up again. "Who is this clueless person calling at a time like this? Such a mood killer..."
Wang Guihua gently insisted, "Brother Zhao, you should really take a look..."
