Li Chenle was in a terrible state. He fell to the ground and Nanyu's tiny figure stepped on the back of his hand with one foot. His two tiny arms grabbed Li Chenle's arm and twisted it behind Chenle's back.
Li Chenle's head was covered in a cold sweat.
Nanyu didn't have any intention of releasing. The little child's expression was piercing.
"Do you still want to steal our Storm? Can you still win against me?"
Nanyu asked, "Why are you so annoying? Why do you claim ownership over things you like?"
The little child looked extremely cute, but his eyes were sharp and shrewd. When he fought, Nanyu was even fiercer than Leng Rongrong.
"It's broken! My arm is going to break! Little kid, release me. I won't fight with you for the dog. Release me. Let your big brother go. I can give you candy!"
Li Chenle's face contorted in pain.
He called for Paul a few times, but Paul didn't come. He was desperate and could only coax Nanyu.
