C28 Master's bamboo house shiyan qingjun(6)

That night, Yun Duan sat by the river. She gloomily threw rocks at the river, causing water to splash onto her legs. The cold feeling seeped into her calves, making her feel somewhat cold.

Yun Duan was very, very agitated. Why was this Si Yan Qing Jun so hard to deal with? No matter what she said, he always refused. Every time he was so stiff, she really wanted to cry