Unable to find solace, Fan Rou rolled around on the bed, and once again, she tragically fell off.
Hearing the familiar thud from the other end, Ye Ranran covered her face with her hand.
"Rourou, let's break up as friends. I've heard that you become like the people you hang out with." She doesn't want to turn into an idiot just yet.
Fan Rou decisively hung up the phone.
Really, playing isn't fun anymore.
After hanging up, she regretted it. Ye Ranran has a good temper, but it doesn't mean she doesn't have a temper.
Fan Rou immediately called back, but Ye Ranran put her phone on silent and ignored her.
Who's spoiling whom here, really.
Jun Mochan returned to the room and saw the phone constantly flashing, puzzled: "Why not answer it."
"I'm sulking. I don't want to answer it, and neither should you."
