The Tyrannical Young Marshal's Devoted Love

[Complete] Murong Jinnan toyed with the belt in his hands and teased him. “From now on, you'll follow the house rules I set for you, no exceptions.”

Ye Xinyan rolled his eyes from beneath the covers.

Don't skip your medication. Don't dodge your shots. Don't go out without permission... What kind of ridiculous rules were these?

Murong Jinnan folded the belt in half, tapped Ye Xinyan with it twice, and grinned. “That's just a draft. We'll fill in the gaps as we go.”

Ye Xinyan stared at him. “And what about you?”

Murong Jinnan smiled, pulled him into his arms, and ruffled his fluffy hair. “Those rules are for you. What do they have to do with me?”

Ye Xinyan ground his teeth in anger against Murong Jinnan's chest.

Murong Jinnan was always calling him a little liar. But in reality, he was the one who'd been taken for a ride, and had fallen into one enormous pit! A bottomless pit!

As if! I'm a major, a professional secret agent. Who's afraid of whom?

A secret agent versus a young marshal. Is it really a fight, or just a tease?