Ye Long looked at Sima Hongye, curled his lips, and said, "Hongye Beauty, you lost! No backing out now, just give me your phone number!"
"I did back out, hmph!" Sima Hongye snorted lightly and turned to leave, clearly not planning on giving her number to Ye Long.
Just as Sima Hongye turned around, Ye Long shook his head and sighed, "Lucky I'm clever and prepared, or I really wouldn't have gotten your number!"
Suddenly, Ye Long had a phone in his hand – Sima Hongye's Apple phone!
When Sima Hongye turned around and saw Ye Long holding her phone, she asked in surprise, "When did my phone end up in your hands?"
"Hey, I took it while I was hugging you just now. You don't mind, right?!" Ye Long grinned and casually dialed his own number on Sima Hongye's phone.
Sima Hongye glared at Ye Long and accusingly said, "You shameless man!"
"Hongye Beauty, you can't say that. You lost, so isn't it fair and square that I should have your number?" Ye Long laughed and replied.
