The spring wind rolled up Feilina's hair affectionately, bringing with it a quiet fragrance.
Cloris sat on the swing and looked at Felina in fascination, unwilling to blink.
The same goes for Aitina on the other side, but she is more aggressive and unwilling to admit it.
Felina smiled and said: "Your eyes are too hot."
"No, it was you who ignited our eyes." Crowley said without any concealment.
"Lili, I'm just an extremely ordinary woman."
Aitina suddenly interrupted: "Nana, I don't allow you to talk about yourself like this!"
"Yes! You are perfect!" Cloris said firmly.
"Haha, maybe only God is perfect."
Cloris suddenly burst into laughter. She fiddled with the lace on her sleeves and said with great pride, "Yes, Felina, my goddess of the moon."