Mu Xiaoxiao stood on the spot, panting slightly, her little hand gripping the phone tightly.
"It's good that you're fine ..."
But, where are you now?
I really want to go to your side.
The signal on Yin Shaojie's end was very unstable. It was noisy for a while before it finally disconnected.
"Woof! Yi ..."
Mu Xiaoxiao squatted down and looked at the call.
She wanted to call back, but this number had an internet signal and she couldn't get through at all.
Knowing that he was fine, she could rest assured.
But what if she missed him even more?
At that moment, the plane shook and the signal was cut off.
Yin Shaojie glanced at Chengyuan Yelin and said, " the internet signal on your plane is terrible. &Quot;
His subordinate explained, " there's air flow, so the signal is bad. This is normal. &Quot;
Of course, Yin Shaojie knew the reason.