Shen 13 marveled at the delicacy of Cixi, liked it more, and was more distressed. The inner force, a warm air, from the palm of his hand, and with his palm, in the lovely part of Cissie, slowly spread, dredged to the body of Cissie.

Soon, Cissie felt much more relaxed. The frowned eyebrows slowly relaxed. She pillowed on the head of the pillow, moved it up and buried it in Shen's thirteenth arms.

"Are you feeling better, Cissie?" Shen Thirteen cares about Tao.

Xiaoxi nodded in his chest and whispered, "Brother, it's so nice to have you around. You don't know how much she missed you during this time."...