Ye Qing Luo's face blushed faintly.
In her past life, her status was on display and so, no one dared to touch her in the slightest.
During this entire lifetime, she's going to be labelled as the future crown prince consort, and one whose body had become crippled to boot, so it's even less likely for anyone to get close to her.
Yet unexpectedly, an unfamiliar man touched her like this.
No matter who it was, they would still feel embarrassed and awkward.
Even though this wasn't the first time that her chest had been attacked by Di Mo Xuan!
But last time, under those circumstances, she simply had no time to blush!
"This dignified esteemed lord, groping a young lady like this inside her bedroom for no rhyme or reason, are you not afraid that the world will sneer at you?" Ye Qing Luo bit on her lower lip and endured the scalding hotness on her face.
