C1142 The Night of Rest

The one standing at the door was Meng Ye. When she saw Ning Yue squatting on the ground and massaging Zhili's legs, she immediately ignored Zhili's reply. Her eyes widened and her face flashed. A faint trace of displeasure... Or perhaps, it could be said that there were a few traces of envy?

"Lord Ning Yue, what are you doing? "No, absolutely not. Get up quickly