The Third Master of Licheng was unmatched in both wisdom and courage. The powerful figures of every circle bowed before him.
He was also so handsome he looked like a god, and admirers flocked to him.
By chance, he met a pretty young woman who loved to eat. Her cheeks puffed up as she ate, and her eyes curved into adorable crescents.
She was so cute, it would be a shame not to take her home!
The Third Master had lost count of how many times he’d dropped hints to the studious young woman, but she had no room for him in her heart. At long last, he finally waited for her to fall for him.
And then she wanted to run away?
The Third Master clenched his jaw, looking at the soft, delicate young woman in his arms with a smile in his eyes.
“Are you still going to run?”
The young woman shook her head in alarm.
“Remember, you’re mine…”
With that, the Third Master wasted no time in claiming the lips he had dreamed of night after night…
She had always thought he was only acting on a whim. It turned out he had been plotting to make her his for years…
