C1030 Young Master Ye's Maid 952

In the huge garden, Xia Yihan had a drawing board in front of her. She watched in a daze as Ye Zimo walked into the garden, folded a bouquet of roses, and returned to put them in a crystal bottle.

"Painting!" Ye Zimo was concise and concise.

"Don't go too far." Xia Yihan opened the drawing board and glared at Ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo sat comfortably on the chair and closed his eyes to rest