C1587 Young Master Ye's Maid 1507

"Hehe." Aoxue awkwardly pulled the corner of her mouth, put down the thermos, and turned to leave.

"She?" Ding Yiyi did not know why she felt so flustered. She always felt that Aoxue was a little strange, but she could not say it out loud.

Her face was touched by her soft lips. Ye Nianmo rubbed her forehead and then turned to work.

Not long after, The phone in the office rang, "Aoxue is gone