C100 Guilt

Ye Zhao looked down at Yu Jiashuai who was on the bed. Her lovely little face was red and smooth, and between her eyebrows, there was a slight tremble. When she opened her peach lips, the smell of alcohol carried a sweet fragrance, which made people want to think about it.

After using his last bit of reason, Ye Zhao got up and wanted to leave the room. Unexpectedly