C167 Men of Unknown Origin

Ye Xialyi frowned. He hadn't had a good night's sleep these few days and was currently making soup for Mrs. Smith.

Ye Xialyi walked over and put down the bowl. When Meni removed the lid, a strong pungent smell of medicine assaulted his nose. Ye Xialyi's nostrils flared for a moment.

Ye Xialyi frowned