A conspiracy on her wedding night made her the sweet thing in a demon's bed. Her feeble resistance was just kindling for the fire in his eyes. The more stubbornly she endured, the more his bloodthirsty delight grew.
Tang Mingyan was like a poisoned wine with an intoxicatingly sweet aroma. One whiff could make you dizzy with desire, but one sip would be fatal. His love and hatred were both so intense and unrestrained. After making love, he would habitually narrow his foxlike eyes and see through every thought she tried to hide.
She had been a flower blooming on the far shore in a place of despair. He provoked her, then bound her to him. Between this poisoned wine and enchanting flower, was it a conspiracy to turn the tables when all seemed lost, or a love so indulgent it reached down to the bone?
So sweet at the beginning, so sweet in the middle, and sweet at the end
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I like this novel very much. The storyline is touching.
, So good, so beautiful