C51 Who Is the Hooligan?

She had long, sweeping eyelashes.

Even with smoky makeup, her beauty was undeniable.

Her figure was undeniably sexy.

Yang Ming inhaled sharply, quickly averting his gaze. He struggled to zip up, but as he looked down, his hand brushed against her straight, slender calves.

This was Miss Ye.

She was one of the fabled Five Golden Flowers of H City