C340 Late Night Visitors
On the second floor of the foreign room, Zhong Xiyan was lying on her white bed.
Her body was covered with a thick blanket made of snow-white velvet, and her hair was casually draped over her shoulders. Her beautiful face was pale and sickly, and from time to time, she would let out a light cough while knitting her brows.
Mr Xi slowly walked to the bed and sat down