First Lady

Back in the office, the phone was spinning at the fingertips for a long time before calling back.

It's just that when Lanshan received the call, it was already half an hour later, when Mingye was calling Di N times.

Lan Shan came out of the shower, heard the phone and was thinking, she connected while wiping her hair: "Hello..."

As soon as I said it, Ming Ye's angry voice came from the other end: "Why didn't you answer it until now?"

He called for more than half an hour, and if Lan Shan didn't answer, he promised to drive back to Ming's house immediately and arrest her. [

Lan Shan trembled from being yelled at, and recognized Ming Ye's voice, she said displeasedly, "What are you talking about, why didn't you answer my call?"

"I... was in a meeting just now, and the phone was turned on silent."

Mingye regretted it after finishing speaking, why did he explain to her, does the young master need to explain to others?What's wrong with not answering your call.

Lan Shan narrowed her eyes into a line of laughter when she heard that, she threw down the towel and lay down on the bed: "Oh, I was taking a shower just now, I didn't hear you."

The two were silent for a while, only the sound of each other's shallow breathing could be heard through the mobile phone.

After a while, Ming Ye adjusted his mood, "Did you call me for something?"

It seems that I haven't seen Lanshan for almost a month. Although I haven't heard from her all the time, but... I never went back to see him.

Hearing her voice now, Ming Ye felt as if there was a voice in his body constantly bewitching him, eager to see her.

It was only then that Lan Shan remembered that she was looking for Ming Ye for the invitation, "Well, Lan Xiu is your friend?"

"Ah."

Ming Ye frowned, why did Lan Shan ask about Lan Xiu, when did she and Lan Xiu know each other?

This thought made him very uncomfortable.

But the words that followed the decline made him feel relaxed again.

"He sent someone to send me an invitation card. Do I want to go there? I don't know him. Is it okay if I don't go?"

Lan Shan continued on the other end, "But he is your friend, it seems impolite not to go, tomorrow night, do you think I should go or not?"

Perhaps it was because he had just taken a bath, and his voice was a bit lazy and willful, as soft as a feather brushing against the skin, causing a tingling numbness, and a little bit of coquettishness, which was especially beneficial to Ming Ye's ears.