The two were playing around in the back seat without any scruples.
Seeing that Bo Jinghan was in a good mood, Xue Ying couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
At this time, Yun Chunxi's particularly weird cell phone ringtone rang, and the deafening heavy metal music suddenly played. Even the bloody eagle, who was so good at it, was a little unable to hold back and almost drove the car out of the road.
"I mean, Xizi, you are going to be a mother after all, so don't impose your preferences on the next generation, okay? Maybe your little loli likes softer music..."
Girl Bo is most afraid of this kind of heavy metal music, but Yun Chunxi, who has already embarked on the punk route when she was young, loves this kind of music. She also claims to use this thing for prenatal education for her children, but she doesn’t
Less torture for Bo Jinghan’s ears.
Giving his best friend a white smile, Bo Jinghan rubbed his ears and watched her answer the phone in silence.
But in my mind, I vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a phone call that I didn't...answer yesterday.
The scenes of last night, accompanied by the beautiful spring scenery, suddenly came to mind.
Bo Jinghan finally remembered the call. He didn't know who made the call. He kept calling several times, but she called him to Jiuxiaoyunwai because of the man's current situation.
A crimson red cloud quietly climbed up Bao Jinghan's cheek.
She hurriedly opened her bag and looked down for the mobile phone she had thrown in when she went out.
When I took it out, I felt dizzy and out of battery.
"Blood Eagle, let me use the power bank."
Hearing this, Xue Ying was driving the car with two minds, while reaching for the locker in front of the passenger seat, taking out a palm-sized power bank, and handed it over with his hands behind his back: "Hey! Go on!"
"Thanks!"
Connect online and turn on the computer.
Bo Jinghan couldn't wait to open the address book. Before she could take a closer look, another call came in.
It belongs to... Mo Huan.
"Hello, Happy?"
"Miss Cynthia, in your busy schedule, do you finally have time to give me your noble mobile phone?"
Listening to these words with a bit of gunpowder, Bo Jinghan really couldn't figure out her temper.
"Well?"
"Yeah! Did you fall asleep last night, or was your cell phone set to sleep mode and not be silent? I called you many times yesterday, but you didn't answer any of them.
Fortunately, I told you some very exciting news, but now it seems that you need rest more than news."
Mo Huan spoke very fast.
The voice was very calm, and no one could hear any emotional fluctuations.
But after a long series of words, Bo Jinghan finally figured out where her nameless little flame came from.
"Did you make the call last night?" Jinghan Bao paused for a moment and hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, Happy. I had an emergency last night and didn't notice your call. I had to use the phone just now.
Only then did I realize that the power was out..."
"Emergency situation..." On the other side, Mo Huan asked lightly: "Is it force majeure? For example, fire, flood, air crash..."
Damn it!
Who are you cursing?!
"Happy! Why don't you stop answering your phone calls? You used to be immersed in the case, but you didn't stop listening to my phone calls."
"Don't call that Sanba's name again! Otherwise, I will package that unreliable guy and send it to you!"
As soon as he heard that Bo Niu'er had regained her queenly look, Mo Huan also took out his trump card and played a very sinister trick on Bo Jinghan.
