C182 Original flying fish's milk and di jingye's proposal

Di Jiye's eyes flashed with a trace of a smile. His fingers moved impatiently, but he did not grab onto Yuan Feiyu's small hand, allowing her to smoothly take the jadeite crystal and slip away. He hung his head, his expression hidden by his long black hair.

Yuan Feiyu did not care about this at all, she grabbed onto the jadeite crystal and felt a fragrant smell directly enter her nose