C167 Worry Shift

At the same time, at Yan Xiaoke's side.

Towards Nan Shiying's scornful and provocative words, Yan Xiaoke's face did not show any trace of dissatisfaction or discomfort. She lowered her head and gently stroked her stomach with both of her hands.

It made him look like he was standing with his hands on his stomach, looking very respectful.

This stomach of hers shouldn't be hidden for too long