"Xiaoyan, I'm back."
The next moment, Nan Fusheng's hearty laughter drifted in from the doorway.
Nan Fusheng had just stepped inside when he saw a dark blur pounce toward him like a nimble bird. He reacted quickly, reaching out and catching it firmly in his arms.
"You jerk, you were gone for so long and didn't even tell me." Xu Xiaoyan clung tightly to Nan Fusheng like a koala, her tone carrying a hint of coquettish complaint.
"I had something very important to take care of too. Oh, right, I brought someone back with me this time. I hope you two can get along well." The corners of Nan Fusheng's mouth lifted in a smile as he spoke, lightly patting Xu Xiaoyan's slightly raised bottom.
"Who?" Xu Xiaoyan looked curiously beside Nan Fusheng, but there was no one in sight.
"I'm right here!"
A childish, milky voice sounded from beneath Xu Xiaoyan's feet. The sudden voice made Xu Xiaoyan instinctively lower her gaze, and in an instant, a tiny, delicate white-haired dumpling entered her eyes.
The other girl had an exquisitely beautiful face. Her long, grayish-white hair fell smoothly around her like flowing moonlight, and her emerald-green eyes were like a clear lake—lively and bright, flashing with innocence and intelligence.
Because she did not want to attract too much attention from others, Nahida had deliberately hidden her elf-like ears, adding a few more hints of mystery to her air.
The clothes she wore were in a Rococo style, with golden decorations gleaming brilliantly. Intricate curves and ruffles intertwined over a black base, fully displaying an air of noble luxury.
An Eight-Pointed Star shone dazzlingly at her chest, like a radiant sun, while a pair of Sun Moon patterns were embroidered on her skirt, symbolizing the sun and moon shining together.