Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun kissed passionately like dry tinder meeting a fierce flame when suddenly the ringing of a phone filled the room—it was Ye Fan's phone on the bedside table.
However, Ye Fan paid it no heed, continuing to kiss Li Zhaojun with abandon.
After a while, Li Zhaojun turned her face away, gasping, "Your phone is ringing."
"Let it be, even if it's a call from heaven, I won't take it!" Ye Fan said breathlessly, proceeding to kiss her sweet, delicate lips once more.
The two reignited their passion, but to their surprise, after the phone had stopped ringing, it started up again for a second time.
Li Zhaojun pulled away from Ye Fan's fervent kiss and said, "Just hit the reject button on your phone, the ringing is ruining the mood."
Reluctantly, Ye Fan let go of Li Zhaojun's tender body and crawled over to grab the phone.
"You should just take the call. There's no rush," Li Zhaojun suggested, lying on her back and looking up at the ceiling, still gasping for air.