Kapitel 1987: Underground Auction in the Independent Continent

Ye Wangchuan smiled. He was handsome and unique, to begin with. His temperament was like the bright moon in the sky, and he was noble and outstanding without any impurities.

This smile was even more eye-catching.

He lowered his head slightly and his thin lips curled up. Pretending not to understand, he whispered, "What did I call you?"

Qiao Nian was frustrated by his teasing. She let go and looked up at him expressionlessly.

Ye Wangchuan looked at her even more intently and smiled. "God Qiao?"

Qiao Nian pursed her lips. Her eyes were dry. Her knuckles curled up slightly as she knocked on the table without saying anything.

Ye Wangchuan lowered his head and tapped her forehead lightly. In a good mood, he raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said, "I was just saying. If you don't like it, I won't say it anymore."