C635 She Is Still Questioning Me

Ye Zimo reached out his hand again. This time, the lower half of Xia Yihan's dress also fell.

Xia Yihan had her hands on top of her head, but she couldn't care less. As for him, he was looking at her with a hateful look.

Was he that confident that he could eat her? She wouldn't let him do as he pleased!

Xia Yihan bit her lips hard and exerted all her strength to think of it