"Hey, Keigo, do you belong to Xiaoran alone?"
"Hey, Keigo, don't you belong to Xiaoran alone? Who is that woman?"
She has long silver hair, slightly curled at the end, narrow phoenix eyes, golden eyes, a white kimono embroidered with black patterns, and she is lazily spread out on a chair.
"What Su Feiran wants can only be mine, huh?"
"Ha." His index finger gently touched the silver butterfly under the corner of his right eye, "Do you really think that I am the child who didn't understand the world back then? Now I can prevent you from seeing the sunrise tomorrow with just one word." A trace of murderous intent flashed in his golden eyes, and then he chuckled, "What a bunch of idiots, hehe."