The servant looked at Ding Yiyi gratefully, then nodded, "Thank you, madam."

Ding Yiyi turned around and watered the flowers carelessly. Her nose drifted through her nose for a while. If she had no fragrance, her body shocked.

"You go to Ye Nianmo, you want to drive me away, have you succeeded?" Ao Xue's voice, with a smile, listened carefully and there was no temperature at all.

Ding Yiyi ignored her, watering the flowers and saying, "I would rather you were a little snow."

"When she has something good, so timid, and only knows how to depend on you to survive, I will be different." Ao Xue's voice is getting...