Turn the phone in hand over and over to see many times, Mu Xiaoqi finally made up his mind to dial out the phone to the night scene.

"Du-Du-Du-Du" the phone rang a lot and nobody answered it.

She was just about to hang up when she saw someone at the other end saying, "Hello, Miss Mu."

It's not a night view, it's a middle-aged woman's voice, somewhat familiar.

Mu Xiaoqi looked at her phone screen. It was really the devil. She did not make a mistake.

"Are you?" Mu Xiaoqi asked hesitantly.

"Oh, I'm Mama Wu. Master, he's swimming. I'll pick up your phone first. You wait. I'll go...