When Qiao Lian returned, Chuzheng was not there.
Qiao Lian finished cooking and called Chuzheng.
But as soon as the call rang once, it was cut off.
Qiao Lian: "..."
Before Qiao Lian could dial again, there was the sound of the door opening at the entrance.
Qiao Lian immediately went to open the door.
"Why are you calling me?" Chuzheng pulled out the keys without needing to turn them.
"Can't I call the teacher?" Qiao Lian handed her slippers and took the things in her hand, tilting his head to look at her.
"???"
Chuzheng gave him an inexplicable look.
She was just asking why he called, without any other meaning.
Chuzheng smelled a hint of alcohol, leaned closer to sniff: "Did you drink?"
"A little." Qiao Lian answered honestly.
Chuzheng didn't say much and let him inside.
Qiao Lian went to the kitchen and brought out all the dishes. Chuzheng washed her hands and came out to eat.
"Teacher, can I look at your phone?"
"What for?"
"I just want to see it."
