Ye sijue turned back and asked the driver to close the window.
He was originally half-drunk, but at this moment, his consciousness was a little clearer.
She missed him.
He took out his phone and dialed mo Xiaomeng's number without thinking.
The call was connected after two rings.
&Quot; Hello ... &Quot; mo Xiaomeng's sweet voice came from the other end of the phone, but it was slightly hoarse.
Ye sijue looked at the time. It was ten in the evening, which meant that it was nine in the morning in United States.
He asked in a low voice, " did you just wake up? "
Mo Xiaomeng said lazily, " yeah, I was woken up by you. &Quot;
Although she was grumbling softly, it sounded like she was acting coquettishly to ye sijue.
There was a hint of a pampering smile on his lips.
"You slept so late today, did you have a good dream?"
For example, she would dream of him.