C186 Xi Ya's Mind

"Young Master Lee, do you think so?"

Her charming eyes looked at Wang Xiaojian.

"En!"

Wang Xiaojian nodded, and then grabbed Ying Xiya's hand.

This was a pair of hands made of flesh and bones. Her fingers were elegant and slender, incomparably beautiful, and her palms were ice-cold.

suddenly grabbed her small hand, causing her body to tremble