"Yeah, isn't it just to avoid getting caught?"
"Mm." Louis reached out his hand, "Give me your phone, you get a new SIM card, and use the new phone I gave you."
"Huh?"
"What," Louis said irritably, "Are you keeping the new phone to lay eggs with?"
"I'll save the contacts later." Little Patten handed over the phone, resigned.
"Mm." Louis hummed, taking his phone.
He saw Mia Ginger's text come in and directly saved Bob Ginger's phone number.
Stuffed it into his pocket.
Suddenly felt very happy.
Imagine—
He met Bob Ginger under the guise of Wine, and to ensure he doesn't get caught, he'd definitely have to frequently exchange information with Mia Ginger.
It's like someone delivering a pillow just as you want to sleep.
And the one delivering the pillow, was the one he wanted to sleep with.
Louis indulged in his wild thoughts, couldn't help but smile, his heart filled with longing.
