The night was already deep in the Gu Yima District, outside the window of a room on the second floor of a certain standalone residential building.
A giant pigeon with mystical light in its eyes flapped its wings, hovering in mid-air. The flashing neon lights from the advertisement signs illuminated the snow-white giant pigeon. Its tail was connected by a dotted line to the magic gloves in the girl's hand.
Su Zimai stood on the pigeon's back, glancing sideways toward Ji Minghuan who was sitting dazedly on the bed, "Big brother, you're not that cowardly, are you?"
Ji Minghuan rolled his eyes internally, thinking that he finally didn't have to pretend anymore.
