"Qin Yue." Jian Ran stretched out her arms to hug him. After thinking about it, she still felt that she should express her worries. In case someone really troubled them, she could prepare in advance.

"Tell me!" Qin Yue pressed his chin against the top of her head and rubbed gently, curling her long hair with his slender fingers.

Jian Ran looked up at him and said, "Just now I answered an unknown call, and no one spoke there, and it didn't seem like the wrong call was made. I'm very worried."