C503 One Hand Is Not Enough

Ding Yi was in the middle of pouring water, but with a flick of his hand, a lot of water splashed onto Yue Fei's body. The water flowed down her snow-white neck, to her chest, and then down the ditch and into the bucket.

"Brat, you dare to tease me?" Consort Yue laughed and scolded, not angry at all. She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt something move in her heart