C191 Foe

Even though Nangong Huaiyue's heart felt like it was pressed down by a heavy stone, but Chen Yan still clung onto him stubbornly, unwilling to get up. It was as if he had returned to the naughtiness he had when he was young, so Nangong Huaiyue couldn't just throw Chen Yan down.

"My sworn enemy."

In the end, he couldn't help but stretch out his slender fingers and gently pinch Chen Yan's nose