Nolan Rong was lying on the bed, his black hair scattered, his black eyes cold and aloof, with a hint of doubt on his face.
Trevor Ye leaned down, his darker eyes met his, without a single flinch: "Master, please forgive my rudeness."
Seeing how bold he was, Nolan Rong wasn't sure what he was trying to do, so he didn't say anything.
This posture was really strange. Could it be that she wanted to sleep in the same bed with him because she had been taking care of him for several sleepless nights? Nolan Rong didn't want to give up his position. Even though he was the peak master, could he dare to fight with his master for a mere bed? But this was Wanshou Peak after all, and the bed was not small. It was more than enough for five Wu Daren...
Nolan Rong was thinking, a few strands of hair fell down, the ends of the hair brushed across his forehead and it was a bit itchy, and then a hand touched his face. He turned around and found that Trevor Ye's forehead was almost touching his, the distance was so close that Nolan Rong suddenly froze.
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