C367 High and Cold Master 18

Shuangwan frowned, a pair of eyes that seemed to be crying but not crying. He was suffering from two worries, and his body was suffering from an illness. Tears were falling from his eyes as he panted lightly.

Leisure like a delicate flower in the water, action like a weak willow to help the wind, the heart than dry, disease like a third.

When Su Yun saw the face of the spring flower