After a day of easing down, Gu Tong lay in bed, fiddling with her fingers out of boredom.
'Ring ring ring--' The phone rang.
Gu Tong turned over, grabbed the phone from the bedside table, and said, "Hello."
Xia Xi pouted, displeased, "I'm not your little darling anymore. You don't love me, I'm upset, I have a little mood."
Gu Tong raised an eyebrow, "Are you insane?"
Xia Xi glared and said shamelessly, "You're the insane one. I'm being cute with you, and you can't even tell. Humph, not happy, not talking to you, big bully, punch your chest."
Faced with the relentless cuteness, Gu Tong felt a bit greasy and said, "Three seconds, if you don't talk seriously, I'll hang up on you."
Xia Xi: "..." Could you be any more rude? Little darling is feeling emotional, and you don't even try to soothe her, this heartless woman.
