Jingya's cheeks were red like ripe tomatoes, and she exhaled, even without the courage to raise her eyes.

"Why are you so red?" Ye Beicheng saw her abnormality and asked her with a narrow cheek.

At that moment, her heart was beating violently. Perhaps she remembered the night he had taken possession of, or she kicked her to the place where she was shy. It was not clear what the reason was. It was always a kind of inexplicable panic.

"Where do you have it? Your old eyes are dim!" She turned her head awkwardly.

"Why don't you dare look at me without blushing?" He chuckled and said, "Should I...