C1032 Young Master Ye's Maid 954

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Xia Yihan grabbed the tissue on the table and helped Ye Zimo wipe off the water stains on his body until she noticed that there was an obvious change in Ye Zimo's lower body.

Ye Zimo raised his head in surprise. He flipped over and pressed Ye Zimo onto the chair. His eyes were filled with desire. His deep voice was clearly suppressed