C1272 Wealthy Wedding 1200

Ding Yiyi didn't look at him. Instead, she stared at Ao Xue. "Today's matter is over. If you continue to be like this, I still won't let you go."

After finishing her sentence, she couldn't hold on anymore. Ye Nianmo's eyes darkened, and when he came back to his senses, he subconsciously reached out his hand. There was a figure that was faster than him.

Seeing Jie Tian carry Ding Yiyi