A Dazed Kiss

Cheng Anya found that her heart was not up to the task and was about to leap out of her ribcage.

From up close, Third Young Master Ye's immaculate look was so perfect that it seemed to be a piece of work God was most pleased with. His gleaming eyes reflected ripples of light, carrying within it a diabolical vibe, an elegant coldness, as well as a bit of sadism.

"Miss Cheng, what are you afraid of?"

Third Young Master Ye was in a pleasant mood.

Apart from smiling, Anya was still smiling. Seeing Anya nervous brought a sense of accomplishment.

Ye Chen suddenly wanted to bully her and bring her to tears.

How would such a woman respond after she was bullied? Such a thought excited him as his blood coursed vigorously through him. Some women bring out a man's desire to protect her, while some others the desire to be conquered.

Cheng Anya obviously belonged to the latter.

I am afraid of seeing your son.