Just at this moment, Ou Yimo rushed back.
"Uh, I think we swapped phones by mistake."
Gong Shirao looked at Ou Yimo in surprise, that voice was the same as the ringtone's voice just now.
"Have I met you before?" Gong Shirao's fingers instinctively rested on Ou Yimo's shoulder. "I know the person on your phone's wallpaper, so I thought, maybe we..."
"That's my boyfriend." Ou Yimo's body stiffened slightly, and she quickly said, "This is my phone. This is yours. We took the wrong ones. Please give me back my phone, it's very important to me."
Then Ou Yimo took her phone back and hurriedly ran away.
Gong Shirao was still in a daze.
She didn't even know how long it took her to return to the ward.
She looked at Zhan Nanjue's neatly folded clothes and threw them aside.
She glanced again at the pink shirt she had spent so much time choosing and felt foolish.
How did she not think that Zhan Nanjue might have a girlfriend?
