"Pig, wake up! Pig, wake up!" The ringing tone of the mobile phone kept ringing in the room. Ling Xiaoran, who had not slept well, opened her eyes with sleepiness, reached out and picked up the phone without thinking about it.
Press the hang up button.
The phone slipped from my hand and continued to fall asleep.
"Pig, get up! Pig, get up!" The unyielding voice sounded again. Ling Xiaoran took a deep breath, opened her eyes suddenly, jumped up from the bed, picked up the phone on the side, and looked at it.
I pressed the answer button without even looking.
"Screaming, screaming, disturbing dreams so early in the morning is a crime, do you know?"
"Really? You mean I disturbed you?"
A low, familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
This was a voice that she could recognize even if she turned into ashes. Ling Xiaoran instantly felt as if she had received a stereotype injection. Her eyes kept blinking. It took her a long time to come back to her senses and said calmly: "No, how is it possible? How could you?
Call me so early!"
Master Situ couldn't really have convulsions, right? It was scary enough last night, and now it's scary again early in the morning.
"It's downstairs, you have ten minutes to go downstairs!"
Decisive voice, decisive hanging up the phone.
Ling Xiaoran jumped out of bed decisively, opened the curtains decisively, and gave herself a slap in the face when she was sure she saw the eye-catching Lamborghini.
The pain was clearly felt, Ling Xiaoran giggled and said: "It's true!"
"Xiaoran, don't you want to leave after breakfast?"
"If you don't want to eat, I'll just buy something outside. Mom, I'm going to work!"
Ten minutes later, Ling Xiaoran appeared at the car on time, reached out to open the door and got in.
"Why are you here?"
"Send you to work!"
Situ Longhao said so calmly that he threw the breakfast aside onto Ling Xiaoran's knees, and the car quickly slid out.