105 Little Bastard

In the hotel's penthouse suite, Nan Ge was helping Nan Zhe apply medicine to his face.

Nan Zhe sat on the sofa with his arms crossed and a resentful expression on his face. He looked coldly at the person in front of him.

"Hey, you little bastard."

"…" The corners of Nan Ge's mouth twitched, and her hands paused. "Are you calling me?"

What kind of nickname was this?

Nan Zhe's eyes were filled with disdain. "Is there anyone else here besides you?"

Nan Ge, "…"

She took a deep breath and expressed that she could not accept this form of address. Her brother's love was really too intense.

"You sided with an outsider just now. Is it wrong for me to call you a little bastard?" Speaking of this, Nan Zhe wanted to curse.

If it were not Nan Ge standing in front of him, he would definitely curse her entire family.

He would definitely not be as calm as he was now.