On her eighteenth birthday, Li Xingzi gazed up at the stars and made a wish: “I hope my future boyfriend can turn my luck around.”
That night, she dreamed of the Black Mountain Old Demon…
Li Xingzi stopped daring to hope for a boyfriend, until she came across a rare stroke of good luck
After defeating the Black Mountain Old Demon from Li Xingzi’s dream, Shiyun held out his hand for a reward.
Li Xingzi blinked her big eyes and asked, “What do you want?”
Shiyun narrowed his long, elegant eyes. “I want you to love me.”
