He didn't know how much time had passed before he picked up his phone again, found Jiang Yisheng's WeChat, and pressed the video call button without hesitation.
After a few "ding ding ding" sounds, the black screen flickered, and Erbao's head suddenly bumped up against the camera lens.
"Woof woof woof..."
Ji Mingqian's temple showed a black line falling, "..."
Clearing his throat, he said, "Jiang Yisheng, where did you hide?"
Without seeing a person, the warm voice came from the other end of the video, "Hold on a minute, Erbao knocked over my cup, I'm cleaning up the table."
"Woof woof woof..." Erbao howled, trying hard to assert his presence.
Ji Mingqian curled his lips, "Erbao, you're causing trouble again, be careful your owner might starve you tonight."
Before his words were finished, Erbao was suddenly picked up.
The camera shook, and the man's bewitching face took over Ji Mingqian's field of vision.
