Immortal In the Front Chapter 390

Nolan Rong's eyes darkened, and he was stunned for a moment, then was about to walk away.

Trevor Ye pulled his sleeve, lifted his upper body off the stone bed and leaned forward. He stretched out his long arms, wrapped them around his waist, and brought Nolan Rong to the bed.

The two of them hugged each other and rolled twice, then rolled inside. Nolan Rong pressed on the bed board, looking at Trevor Ye from top to bottom, with his back to the light. No expression could be seen on his dim face. There was a flash of haste in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Don't go. Master let me hold you for a while." Trevor Ye hugged Nolan Rong's waist, turned sideways, half-opened his eyes and smiled with satisfaction. Nolan Rong looked at his face and felt inexplicably irritated, so he turned away. I don't know when this guy woke up. If he knew what he had done, he would be so arrogant. Now he seems to be normal, so he should have just woken up not long ago.

Nolan Rong heaved a sigh of relief, but it seemed that there would be some trouble ahead, so he prepared himself mentally and decided to take it easy. After all, what this guy said was very true: enjoy life while you can.