C165 Congress of Poetry

Lin Yun enjoyed watching the monolith porches of poems and poems with great interest.

Xuan put away the umbrella and looked around. "Where is he?"

"He's been called away!" Lin Yun answered in a very relaxed manner, not even turning her head around.

Xuan was stunned. "Then why didn't you call earlier?"

"How should I know? You have to ask them! " Lin Yun laughed.

Although he was unhappy