C155 Young Master Ye's Maid 77

Perhaps it was the weight of the burden that made him seem particularly concerned and nervous.

Ye Zimo's gaze shifted from Xia Yihan's body to her small face again. He did not say a word, but in his heart he was thinking about the reason why she suddenly became so passionate.

Xia Yihan walked to his side and put the coffee cup back on the computer table. She did not know what to do next