Compromise

"Yan Yan, I really want to be your luggage. for you to take me with you. " Ji Weiyang's low voice was intertwined with a trace of ambiguity and helplessness.

Zhan Yan's lips curled up into a warmer smile, and her face slightly flushed. At this moment, the broadcast at the airport was already starting to rush people to board the plane. I'm about to board the plane. " She muttered softly.

"Yes." Ji Weiyang nodded, "Give me a call after you get off the plane."

"Alright." After Zhan Yan finished speaking, she quickly gave her a kiss and then hung up.

Ji Weiyang held onto his pure black phone, and the smile on his lips slowly widened.