"Why are you still not asleep so late?"
Qiao Si's first words were to question why his girlfriend wasn't asleep in the middle of the night.
"I can't sleep. I'm thinking about you."
Empowered by the distance of a phone call, Ye Xiao grew bolder. Regardless of how she teased him, he couldn't immediately be by her side, so she could flirt without restraint.
"Thinking about me?"
Qiao Si, who had already been missing her and had spent a long time in the bathroom, felt his desire stir once more at her words.
"Er, my mistake, not thinking about you, I meant missing you."
Ye Xiao had truly misspoken; she had intended to say she missed him, but it had come out all wrong.
"Isn't thinking about me and missing me the same thing?"
Qiao Si watched as the girl hurriedly explained herself. To explain was to cover up. It turned out she, too, was thinking about him in the wee hours of the night, not just him.
