A Little Matchmaker Fell From the Sky

After descending to the mortal realm, Wen Yang finds matchmaking so boring that she decides to tease the country’s biggest movie star, Song Sichen, while she’s at it

“Song Sichen, do you have a girlfriend?”

“Mr. Song, you smell so good.”

“Mr. Song, is my waist soft?”

“Song Sichen, you wouldn’t happen to like me, would you?”

Song Sichen furrows his brow slightly and gazes at Wen Yang coolly. “I don’t like you.”

Not long afterward

Song Sichen pins Wen Yang against the wall, his voice husky, edged with a hint of threat and coaxing. “Wen Yang, you’re the one who started this.”

A light, sweet romance.

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