C37 Twisting Wrists

"Babe!"

Ye Yu called out, attempting to rush forward to rescue Yang Yi, but Zhao Biao blocked him.

"Relax, relax. I just gave her a little sleeping pill; I haven't done anything else to her!"

Zhao Biao wore a sleazy grin, his eyes greedily scanning Yang Yi's figure, eventually lingering on her ample chest. He chuckled to himself, "This babe is quite the looker. I missed my chance last time