C63 I'm Not Calm

This was the limit of what Xia Yihan could endure. Her face instantly turned as red as a drop of blood.

She muttered: "Mr Ye, don't joke around. You are an open-minded person. "

It was opium poppy, the poppy that had made him addicted to it.

No matter how much he hated her, he still wanted to kiss her. Think of it as punishing her.

Xia Yihan's eyes were wide open