Chapter 322: Special Concern

Enron was even more overwhelmed, "I ......"

"Let's go." Ji Cheng didn't give her a chance to refuse.

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After the movie ended, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as An Ran walked out, his phone rang.

It's sunset.

She hurriedly answered, "Hey? ”

The other end of the phone.

Xiyan slept all afternoon and just woke up now.

is holding the head of the chicken nest, slumped on the sofa watching TV, his hands keep changing channels, and his voice is lazy, "An Ran, I'm so bored, let's go to the movies together, okay?" How about that American blockbuster that just came out recently? ”

"Huh? Right now? ”

"yes, it's Saturday anyway."

"But......" An Ran wanted to cry without tears, and secretly looked at Chi Cheng next to him, "I just finished watching this movie." ”

β€œwhatοΌŸβ€ Xiyan jumped up directly from the sofa, "Who did you go with to see it?" ”

"And my brother."

What's the Mi Dongdong?

Xiyan blinked, "You mean Chi Cheng?" ”

"Hmm......" An Ran's little heart is empty.

"You and Chi Cheng? Two people go to the movies?? ”

"It's, it's all a coincidence, it's a long story."

After hanging up the phone, Xiyan looked at the picture of a couple hugging and kissing on TV.

It's just drunk......

So now that the whole world is accompanied, is she the only one left?? TuT

It's almost two o'clock in the morning in Los Angeles.

There is a time difference of more than 10 hours with the country.

It's always us all asleep, and the world on Oujue's side has just woken up.

In such a situation, even making a phone call is a luxury.

Hate exotic relationships.

Very nasty!

Xiyan sat on the sofa with her knees folded pitifully, and she took out her mobile phone.

What to do, I really want to be Oujue.

Want to call?

He must be sleeping right now.

It's going to bother him......

After thinking about it, the call didn't go out after all.

Xiyan clicked on the QQ space and made a statement: Suddenly a little lost, distance generation is not beauty at all, but ...... Ξ΅=(´ο`*)))

It's missing. But this is too straightforward, Xiyan didn't write it, and directly replaced it with an ellipsis.

Speaking of which, it didn't take more than half a minute to send it, and the phone rang.

Glancing at the caller ID.

Ahhh

It's Oujue!!

It's the second half of the night in Los Angeles, isn't Oujue supposed to be sleeping?!

Xiyan answered, "Hey? Why are you calling me at this point? ”

"I heard some idiots say they miss me."

On the other end of the phone, it was the voice that had just woken up.

Oujue's voice was originally a subwoofer, and the voice that just woke up was even more supreme and sultry.

Xiyan's heartbeat accelerated a little, "When did I say it, you are less smelly and beautiful, hum." ”

"That's it." Ou Jue's tone was firm, and then turned to a low tone, "From the heart." ”

β€œοΌβ€ The heartbeat misses a beat.

"There's room for that time to update the boredom, why don't you just call me?"

"I'm afraid to disturb you, isn't it super sensible, meow?"

"I don't need to be sensible like you."

"Hey." Xiyan pouted.

"In front of me, I don't need you to be sensible." So what else do you want him to do when he is sensible?

Whew.

Xiyan's heart was still a little gloomy just now, as if it was gently removed by the sun.

"Oujue, did you just wake up? Couldn't it be woken up by my space talk? Am I a special concern for your space? Is it? ”

"What do you say?"

"It's definitely ~ hoho, I didn't expect you to have something like QQ."

"Not before."

"Huh?"

"Now there is."