C323 The Real Culprit Couldn't Sit Still
Yu Bingyi's fingertips were warm, like a ball of fire.
Ye Qingru's heartstrings seemed to have been plucked, and all the muscles in her body stiffened.
Although Yu Bingyi did not do anything excessive, this way of teasing made her feel uncomfortable.
Ye Qingru said in a low voice, "I agree to continue to use torture. There must be an explanation for this matter