After taking a shower, Zhao Yuyu found Zhao Qiuxu's school uniform jacket when she was sorting out her clothes.

She had already washed the clothes a long time ago, but she just hadn't found a suitable opportunity to return them to him, so she decided to give him a call.

“Beep..beep..beep…”

"Zhao Yuyou?" The call was connected quickly, and Zhao Qiuxu's steady voice came out of the receiver, with some noisy background noise.

"Qiushu, are you busy?"

"Not busy ...