C352 Young Master Ye's Maid 274

She was becoming more and more beautiful that day, a pure beauty without makeup at all. Today, her hair was casually tied up behind her back, and there was a hint of shyness in her nobility. Perhaps the young talents couldn't help but shift their gazes away from her face.

Damn it, staring at his woman again. Ye Zimo's big hand tightened on Xia Yihan's small waist that could not be held