Tang Luo was also startled by Xia Xibei's voice.
"What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"
Xia Xibei hurriedly coughed lightly a few times to let her voice return to normal before continuing to speak, "It's nothing. My throat is just a little uncomfortable."
"Is everything alright?"
"Yes," Xia Xibei shook her head. "I'll come over later."
"That's fine, I'll wait for you."
After hanging up the phone, Xia Xibei turned her head, only to see that Qiao Yanjue was already gone.
When she looked for him, he had gone into the bathroom.
Xia Xibei could only stick out her tongue, not wanting to bother him.
After half an hour, Qiao Yanjue came out, his face still a little red and his eyes shining with a frightening light. His clothes were also organized, and he had returned to normal.
Xia Xibei had already set out the food and reached out to greet him.
"Come and have breakfast."
