Early the next morning, when the dawn illuminated the curtains, Shen Qiang, who had just woken up, opened his eyes and saw the beautiful Demon Fox Chu Qing, her face shy and infinitely satisfied, propped up on her hand, looking at him charmingly.
Her waterfall-like long hair emitted a faint fragrance, her foxy eyes were mesmerizing, especially those light pink cherry lips that, as they slightly parted and closed, were highlighted by white pearly teeth, making them as pink as cherry blossoms. Seeing Shen Qiang awake, her slight smile was enough to make anyone feel they're not getting enough nutrition.
"You're truly beautiful," Shen Qiang said, smiling as he moved closer.
