Su Rui and Lin Aoxue are looking at each other, their mobile phones are ringing and persevering.

"Why not answer the phone?" Lin Ao-xue continued to stare into Su Rui's eyes with aggressive eyes.

"I don't want to answer my phone. I'm in charge." Su Rui stared back without any weakness, with fierce eyes and boundless domineering.

What a beautiful clear moon and quiet night, two people have made this kind of swordsmanship, which is really two wonderful works.

The phone rang and broke and then rang again.

"If you don't answer the phone, prove that you did it." Lin Aoxue seems to have found a clue.

"I didn't do...