The wine looked at Yan Qingyan and she came out and whispered, "Now I'm alone. What's the matter?"

"Wine and wine, I'm not ugly, am I?" Xia Yihan was not very confident and asked, Xia Yihan looked at his waist again.

"No, you're as beautiful as ever."

"But Zimo doesn't touch me now." This is Xia Yihan's most distressed thing. The thing she was afraid of has changed. Now it has become her most desirable thing, but she can't clap her hands.

"Did Mr. Ye have a problem in that respect?" Wine and wine whispered speculation, but this may be minimal, she just casually answered.

"I don't know." Xia Yihan...