Yuan Ye ran away with all his life, but his speed was not as fast as fighting for souls. Holding another person, his speed became slower.

he put his arm around the girl's waist, and the fragrance came from her, which made Yuan Ye a little hot and dry.

"you can't take risks for nothing, sir. Let's see what you look like." Yuan Ye gently lifted the disordered hair of the woman Lin with her hand, revealing her face that conceals her shame.

"no, I can't!" Yuan Ye suddenly exclaimed.

"let go of your stinky hand!" The woman howled as like as two peas, and her hair was once again...