chapter 145 I'm a shy person

It's not that Yang Ying doesn't speak. She wants to speak but can't. Because the moment the sol wine was swallowed down the throat, the temperature of the wine changed again. Suddenly, it was like molten liquid bursting out, rushing around in Yang Ying's body, but it could not hurt Yang Ying herself, but brought her an almost extreme pleasure, like a volcano erupting, like walking in the clouds, like It's like diving in the sea, but also like walking in space, alternating back and forth between...