C772 Young Master Ye's Maid 694

Zhong Yuquan answered the phone and said slowly, "You thought it through so quickly? It was earlier than I expected."

"Open the door. Let's talk."

Ye Zimo smiled under the night sky. His eyes were filled with an indescribable emotion. He did not answer Zhong Yuquan's teasing directly.

The black-clothed man standing not far from Ye Zimo was holding a cat in his hand