Just as the atmosphere was about to ignite, Shen Yinan's phone rang. She jolted awake as if from a dream, whacking Song Lin on the forehead with a thud and standing up abruptly.,After hanging up the phone, Shen Yian awkwardly looked at Song Lin with his phone in hand.,Seeing this, she let out a giggle: “Should I... go boil an egg and knead it”。