C253 This Is My Wife Ye Qiao

Ye Qiao felt terrible and quickly threw the script to the side. She just wanted to hide.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Her entire body was scooped up from the sofa. She held it in her arms and felt the warm breath slowly approaching.

"What script is this?"

This person's deep voice could not tell whether it was good or bad. Ye Qiao held her breath and obediently replied