"Xiao Bai, I'm just having a common cold, why are you making such a fuss?"
Meng Shuqing looked at An Bai with that serious expression, as if she were a fragile porcelain doll.
It's just a common cold.
"Sit down, I'll cut some fruit for you later." An Bai said, heading to the kitchen with the fruit.
From the kitchen, came the sound of An Bai washing dishes.
Meng Shuqing sat bored on the sofa, wanting to check her messages on her phone when suddenly, right next to her, An Bai's phone lay there.
"Use his phone to log into his game account."
Jian Xing's words echoed in Meng Shuqing's mind.
Meng Shuqing thought, he must be Bai Chen, but she has yet to find a way to confirm it.
Now, his phone is right beside her, An Bai is washing dishes in the kitchen and will cut fruit later, he definitely won't come out for a while.
Going through someone's phone is wrong.
It's an invasion of someone's privacy.
