Chu Qi naturally also felt that ye zhipei seemed to be more tolerant of her than before, so he became more and more daring, even trying to wipe the table beside ye zhipei,
After successfully breaking a cup, Chu Qi was chased out.
"Nonsense." Ye zhipei didn't look particularly angry. He glanced at Chu Tian."If you're so free, go make your necklace."
Reminded by ye zhipei's words, Chu Yao nodded."Okay, I'll make it for you."
Perhaps this sentence made ye zhipei a little happy, his gloomy face gradually eased. After sweeping the floor, he went outside to pick a few peaches,
Chu Yao was delicate. She liked the taste of peaches but didn't like to eat the flesh. Ye zhipei found an old-fashioned hairpin and used the most primitive method to make fruit juice.
