C623 Reflexive Beatings

Shu Xiang snapped out of her daze only when a pair of ice-cold hands crept into her clothes. Ye Zichen suddenly opened his eyes wide and nudged Zhao Sheng's leg with his knee as a reflex.

"Ugh …" "Ugh …" Zhao Sheng grunted and quickly rolled down the bed like a shrimp.

Green and white mixed on his face, and not long later, he broke out in a cold sweat