Doudou looked at her in surprise and suspicion. Her eyes revealed fear. She was eager to explain, "Miss Ao Xue, I didn't mean that to my young master. I just wanted to be honest with Ye Jia."

The skin burned by ginger soup is red and swollen, which makes her more miserable and pitiful. Snow-proud smiles. She leans slightly close to her, and her well-trimmed fingers slip across the beans'face, feeling the delicate silk slippery under her fingers.'Clothes tell me everything. Do you want me to keep you in and out with her?'

The finger pressed down suddenly formed a crescent mark on Doudou's face. She pushed Ao Xue away...