The phone rang on the table.
Luo Jun hurriedly picked up the receiver, "Hello, Dad, it's Mo Mo, Mom doesn't seem to feel well, her face looks really, really flushed."
"What's going on? Is she sick?" Leng Zimo immediately became anxious, "Quick, let Mom take the call."
"Okay." Luo Jun quickly handed the receiver to Luo Xiaoqian, "Mom, it's Dad on the phone."
"Hello!" Luo Xiaoqian's voice was a bit dry.
"What's wrong, do you have a cold?" Leng Zimo's tone was full of concern.
"No, I just... I'm fine, really fine." Luo Xiaoqian hurried to explain, "It's just... just a bit hot."
A bit hot?!
It's already late summer now, and the morning weather is still very cool, so how could it be hot?
"I'll be back right away."
"Zimo, no need, really no need." Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly stopped him, "I... I just watched that... video... you know, that... that video..."
Afraid he would actually rush back, Luo Xiaoqian could only tell the truth.
