C2011 A Beautiful Misunderstanding

On the sixth day, the door opened.

Xiao Chen's complexion was not very good. His face was pale and his eyes were black. There was an indescribable tiredness in it; it was as though his body had been hollowed out.

On the other hand, Empress of the Southern Phoenix was feeling refreshed, his skin was white and rosy, unspeakably tender, as though he was being nourished endlessly