C740 A Gorgeous Cage

Lih Chen exerted a lot of strength in his hands. Both of his hands were firmly held on top of his head. Ye Qingqing's fair wrist had turned red, but the two of them, who were in a state of mutual hostility, did not have the time to care about these seemingly unimportant details.

The cold voice was like a poisonous liquid that invaded Ye Qingqing's fragile nerves