C50

Yu Xiu Gong

Tuoba Yu reclined on the soft chair, one hand stroking his chin, while his five fingers occasionally brushed against his thin lips.

Lou Lanjun sat upright on a round purple wooden chair, lifted the sleeves of his other hand, and asked for his pulse.

Suddenly, his good-looking eyebrows shot up, and a trace of a smile miraculously appeared on the corner of his mouth in front of them