C523 A Doctor and a Patient's Game

A delicate face like that of a beloved child of God was reflected in Xia Lan's pupils.

Valen had said that he was almost thirty years old, but from his exquisite face, there was no trace of age. It was as if he was only a handsome young man in his early twenties.

His facial features were clearly defined, his long eyebrows were thin, and his lips were thin. More importantly