Mo Xiaomeng closed her eyes and listened to his conversation on the phone. Then she looked up at him and asked, " who is it? "
Ye sijue lowered his head and kissed her little mouth. &Quot; Xiaoxiao, she said that she has an appointment with the king for breakfast and wants us to get up quickly. &Quot;
Mo Xiaomeng nodded. She wanted to get up, but the pain in her waist made her frown.
Ye sijue said, " I'll carry you up? "
She nodded her head.
While the two of them had woken up, han qiqing was in more trouble on the other side. She didn't pick up her phone and even got song Shijun to knock on the door.
&Quot; hey, qiqing, han qiqing, you pig. Everyone's waiting for you. &Quot;
After pressing the doorbell for a few minutes, han qiqing finally came out to open the door in her slippers.
"What?"
Song Shijun put one hand on the door frame and glared at her. &Quot; eat breakfast. Didn't Xiaoxiao post it in the group? Didn't you reply?"