C1258 Young Master Ye's Maid 1180

After a simple exchange, there was only the sound of Ding Yiyi tapping on the keyboard in the office until there was a bang.

Ding Yiyi's head could not help but press on the keyboard. She immediately raised her head and her eyelids trembled. It was already 10 o'clock at night and she was really too sleepy.

"It hurts!" Ding Yiyi whimpered and pitifully covered her forehead