C1073 Young Master Ye's Maid 995

With a smile on his face, Ye Zimo carried Xia Yihan onto his back and calmly walked upstairs. Xia Yihan laid on Ye Zimo's body and felt his well-proportioned breathing and bursting muscles. She felt inexplicably warm.

Ye Zimo walked out of the stairs without blushing or panting. He carried Xia Yihan directly into the house beside him