The scent is fragrant and the garden is poetic and picturesque. The magic clouds full of the charm of successful men lie on a reclining chair and shake happily.

"Dean, you seem to be more at ease than I am!" Chen Jiuyushu stood in front of him facing the wind, with a complimentary face.

"Well, I can't enjoy a few years without being carefree anymore. I have to seize the time to do it!" Shen Xingyun sighed suddenly, full of melancholy.

"Dean, you won't get incurable disease, will you die?" Chen Jiu urged, "Life is too short to be happy in time!"

"Bah, can't you kid say something nice?" Unable...