Su Nanxing had finally reached Tang Ruoqing on the phone, and it was the evening of the first day of the Lunar New Year.
Given the time difference between countries, it was only noon where Tang Ruoqing was located.
The phone rang for a long time, and an arm, clearly not that of a woman, stretched out from under the covers.
Ying Luoyu groped for her phone, checked the caller ID, and whispered into her ear, "Baby, it's Xingxing calling."
Tang Ruoqing was lying in Ying Luoyu's arms, with one of her legs still wrapped around his waist.
She took the phone, and after Ying Luoyu brushed her hair aside, she answered, "Xingxing?"
Su Nanxing sounded a bit surprised, "Are you still sleeping? Having a nap?"
Tang Ruoqing chuckled, "No, just went to bed late. Happy New Year!"
Su Nanxing quickly replied, "Happy New Year! Did you meet Ying Luoyu? The hotel was my suggestion, don't be mad."
"I am mad."