Xiao Ning stared at Bai Yeyuan’s phone screen.
She slammed it shut!
Impossible!
How could his phone screen be..
Her heart was thumping at an alarming rate.
She told herself that she must have seen it wrong.
Bai Yeyuan’s phone was burning hot in her palm. It was really like a hot potato. She really wanted to throw it away.
But she still needed to use Bai Yeyuan’s phone to contact Mu Tianyu... no matter how shocked she was, she still had to open it.
Xiao Ning swallowed her saliva and mustered up the courage to open the phone screen again.
The picture came into her sight again.
It was a picture of her sleeping soundly.
Her little mouth was pouting aggrievedly. Her pajamas were half-open and her black hair was scattered on the bed. Her long eyelashes were curled up and there was a teardrop hanging on them.
Luckily, this photo was a head shot and only reached her neck.
Otherwise, the mess below could not be seen at all.
