The Day Without Spicy Strips

It was a pair of sad and deep eyes. His black eyes were like the starry sky, as though they were missing and desiring something.

When Saint Daughter Zi Yun saw those eyes, it felt like she got an electric shock. The electricity was moving around her body, making her tingle and numb.

The sleek, black hair flipped across his face, which was so handsome and charismatic. The lazy and dejected pose, together with the dark circles under his eyes, looked so lovely and adorable. All in all, he was so attractive.

"You…" Saint Daughter Zi Yun parted her red lips. Her cheeks blushed, making her face shy and somehow blurry. 

Nether King Er Ha's eyes were half opened, as though he was still drowsy. He looked so feeble with the expanding dark circles under his eyes.

If Bu Fang saw Nether King Er Ha at this moment, he would be shocked. It was as though he was meeting a heavenly being. He would think that this sharp brother had crossed over the Earth.