C158 What Are You Afraid of

Just as Bai Weiwei was about to turn around and leave, a hand grabbed her arm and forcefully pulled her in.

The door was closed and Bai Weiwei leaned her back against the door. She looked at Qin Yihan in front of her with a nervous expression.

"Your hair hasn't even dried up!"

Her heart was pounding.

Her face was red.

She was incoherent.

Her gaze fell on Qin Yihan's devilish face