Yan Xiaoxi glanced back at the direction of the kitchen.
He seemed not to have heard anything.
She picked up her phone, just about to go to the kitchen, and looked down at the caller ID, which gave her a big scare, "Terrorist"!
What does it mean?
She almost dropped the phone as her hand slipped, her heart racing uncontrollably.
Her hands quickly grabbed the phone, seeing it land securely in her palm, she sighed in relief, realizing she had accidentally pressed the touchscreen and answered the call.
She held the phone and entered the kitchen, handing it to Jin Bo.
Jin Bo glanced at Yan Xiaoxi, looking at the phone she passed over, "Who is it?"
Yan Xiaoxi shook her head.
At this moment, she didn't even dare to breathe.
Terrorist?
Can she say it's a terrorist?
Jin Bo picked up the phone, after hearing the voice on the other end, his gaze tightened slightly, "I'll talk to you later, I'm busy right now."
