C1729 Who Suspects That He's Sick

The maid looked gratefully at Ding Yiyi and then nodded, "Thank you, Madam."

Ding Yiyi turned around and casually watered the flowers. A faint fragrance wafted past the tip of her nose and her body shook.

"You went to find Ye Nianmo, right? You want to chase me away, right? Did you succeed?" Aoxue's voice carried a smile. If one listened carefully, there was no warmth at all