Su Yanyi had just returned to the small building when her mobile phone rang, displaying the name "Jiran." She answered the call.
"Yanyi, are you home?" Before Su Yanyi could speak, Qin Jiran had already asked with an extremely tender voice.
"Yes, I just got home and was about to change my clothes and take a bath." Su Yanyi walked upstairs while speaking, then lay straight down on the bed. After being away for a month and a half, nowhere was as comfortable as lying in her own home.
