Ye Zhenwu looked at the man standing behind Ye Luo in horror. No one knew how scared and terrified she was at this moment.
The dark and cramped storage room, the tightly pressed bodies, the intertwined breathing, the ambiguous panting, and the forceful kiss ... All of this seemed to have been suddenly ignited by someone and exploded in her mind, turning into a messy and broken picture, causing her entire person to be confused.
She bit her pale and dry lips and stared at him.
She wanted to ask him what he was trying to do.
However, she did not dare to do so.
She did not forget that this man was extremely worried about implicating her only good friend, ye Luan. She was even more unclear of si yuanzhen's motive for deliberately getting close to ye Luan.
However, it was undeniable that his actions had completely defeated her.
"A-Qing, a-Qing ..."