C221 A Very Good Opponent
He waited for a few minutes, but there was still no reply. His thick eyebrows were knitted a little deeper.
"Yuqian." Jiaang Bingman realized that he was very absent-minded. He had been fiddling with the phone in his palm all this while, pretending to be inadvertently wanting to go. Nie Yuqian, however, did not rush or slow down and kept the phone