The phone was still shaking. The brow of the sword was wrinkled. She bowed her head and kissed her on the forehead. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Fearing to make a noise to a sleeping little woman, she deliberately lowered her voice and answered the phone.

The phone had just been answered. Within five seconds, his face changed dramatically: "I'll be right there."

Cut off the phone, quickly changed her clothes, leaned over her lips and printed a kiss, and left in a hurry.

Although he didn't want to leave her at this time, something was wrong with the company and he couldn't wait for her...