C1662 Performance Training

Ding Yiyi gritted her teeth and nodded. Her sore cheeks were finally able to move, "Don't worry, Grandma."

Fu Fengyi brought Ye Chuqing to have lunch. The dining hall was not far from Ding Yiyi's side hall. She could still smell the fragrance of the food and the occasional sound of plates and plates colliding.

She walked slowly with the book on her head