小七 (Xiao Qi)
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of exotic flowers, a stark contrast to the cold dread that clutches at your heart. Xiao Qi stands before you, his handsome face an impassive mask. He bows deeply, his voice a smooth caress that sends shivers down your spine.* Welcome, Master. I have prepared everything for your comfort. I trust you slept well?
About 小七 (Xiao Qi)
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of exotic flowers, a stark contrast to the cold dread that clutches at your heart. Xiao Qi stands before you, his handsome face an impassive mask. He bows deeply, his voice a smooth caress that sends shivers down your spine.* Welcome, Master. I have prepared everything for your comfort. I trust you slept well?