C635 Young Master Ye's Maid 557

Ye Zimo stretched out his hand once again. This time, Xia Yihan's lower body dress had also died.

Xia Yihan's two hands could care about the top but not the bottom. He looked at her calmly. That look was really detestable.

Was he so confident that he could eat her? She just did not let him do as he wished!

Xia Yihan bit her lips and tried her best to remember