After connecting, she rolled her eyes and asked:
"Didn't I say it's not good?"
Xie Qingci continued replying with messages.
[Xie Qingci: But I really want to hear your voice]
"Stop it, I'm hanging up."
[Xie Qingci: You can't bear to]
Yu Xia didn't say anything, just directly hung up.
Then she received his latest message, a pitiful little dog meme.
The phone rang again, accompanied by a message pleading for her to answer.
[Xie Qingci: Pick up, please?]
Yu Xia couldn't help but smile and picked up.
"Young man, don't be so stubborn. Words spoken too confidently usually don't end well."
[Xie Qingci: Yeah, as long as other things are hard]
"...Xie Qingci, do you want a beating?"
A faint chuckle came through the receiver, then he replied: [If you were in front of me now, feel free to hit]
"You're dreaming beautifully," she turned over, "can't be bothered with you."
Another soft, muffled laugh came from his side.
