Little Xuan didn't call her directly, maybe it's inconvenient to answer the phone?
With this thought, she began typing on the keyboard, typing a sentence, reading it once, and if it didn't feel right, she'd delete it. After repeating this several times, she finally confirmed the content of the message: Little Xuan, it's Xiaobao. I'm so happy to receive your message.
The message was sent out, and her delivery arrived. After thinking about it, she left her personal phone and took the delivery next door.
Lu Xinyun knocked on the door several times before it was opened, and Nangong Xuan still only had a towel on him. She kept her eyes fixed on the wall beside her, handing him what she was holding: "Your delivery."
Just as Nangong Xuan heard his phone ring, there was a knock on the door. He intended to glance at the phone before opening the door, but the knocking grew increasingly urgent, so he had to open it first.
