C1476 Young Master Ye's Maid 1396

She was suddenly in a bad mood, a bad, depressing depression that she wanted to call but couldn't, like a clogged pipe.

She looked around and saw that the high pile of snow seemed to be unable to withstand the gentle falling snow and collapsed into a corner. She was shocked and turned her gaze to the white pile of snow.

The white snow stung her eyes and she looked at the red door again