C168 His Suffering from Dysphasia(10)

After a few hours, Chen Xiaowu and his group finally arrived at the pavilion.

Lin Zifeng's internal injuries suddenly flared up. He was sweating profusely from the pain, but he did not say a word. He still looked at the carriage parked not far away. Through the small window, he found Mo Yan combing Chen Xiaowu's hair.

The two of them were like a phoenix and a phoenix flying at the same time