The TV series was still playing continuously. Zhou Huaiyi glanced at it but was too lazy to even reach out and pause it, leaning on the sofa in silent contemplation.
The phone suddenly rang. Zhou Huaiyi picked it up and saw it was Zhou Youning, who didn't call her more than twice a year.
OK, the power of the internet.
Zhou Huaiyi pressed answer.
"Sis!" Zhou Youning was unusually excited, his already loud voice doubled, "Are you really pregnant? Am I going to be an uncle?"
Zhou Huaiyi rubbed her ear: "Knock it off, what nonsense!"
Zhou Youning: "..."
Zhou Huaiyi rolled her eyes in disdain: "You're eighteen, have some sense. You believe what's on Weibo?"
Zhou Youning: "…If you're not pregnant, then you're not pregnant. Why are you so fierce?"
Zhou Huaiyi: "..."
Thinking about it, at this time, Zhou Youning should be on summer vacation, she asked: "Are you at home?"
Zhou Youning tossed a potato chip into his mouth with a crunch: "Yeah, I've been back for half a month."
