Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ye slammed his left fist against her stomach. A mouthful of blood instantly sprayed from her while her figure curved into the shape of a fully drawn bow.

Yang Ye held her by the throat and lifted her up before taking a glance at her. She seemed very young and just a little over 20. Her jet black brows were curved like a crescent, her eyes like stars, and her features exquisite. Besides that, her skin was crystalline and translucent like the most flawless snow on a mountain. Especially her small lips, they seemed like a cherry that had just matured, charming and tender. It made others feel the urge to take them in their mouth and taste them gently.

Yang Ye’s gaze moved lower. Beneath her smooth white neck was a pair of towering peaks. Especially when she was wearing a tight dress. It made her peaks seem exceptionally huge and seemed as if they were about to break free of her clothes.

Beautiful, huge, and strong!

That was what Yang Ye thought of her!

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly when she noticed...