The tent was quite spacious, so having a guest wasn't a problem.
Xu Su held her phone and said loudly, "It's fine, you can come in."
On the other end of the line, a darkness crept into Zhou Mochen's eyes. He pressed his lips together and asked, "I'll have someone prep a plane now..."
"No, no, no!" Xu Su quickly stopped him. "Don't be so impulsive, Zhou Mochen. I haven't had enough fun yet. I've only been here for a few days! We haven't even reached LS. I still want to see the Potala Palace, watch the Tibetan pilgrims, and see the golden mountains at sunset."
As she spoke, she pointed to a nearby chair for Si Xuan, gesturing for him to sit.
Si Xuan handed her the hair dryer he was holding and sat down.
He knew she was on the phone with her boyfriend. These past few days, at least three calls a day from Zhou Mochen had become standard procedure. Everyone in their tour group knew how clingy Xu Su's boyfriend was.
