C215 I Don't Want to Hear about Him

The person sleeping on the other side was Huo Boyan.

The two of us were very close to each other. Our noses were almost touching the bridge of our noses. In a daze, I looked at him absentmindedly.

Reaching out my hand, I couldn't help but touch Huo Boyan's face. If Lu Yichen's face was a work of art, Huo Boyan's face was the face of a Fallen Immortal