[Mutual firsts, aloof and chaste, a slow-burn romance, supernatural powers, an otherworldly little devil]
When she turned eighteen, her grandfather passed away, entrusting her to Fu Heyun, the son of an old friend.
Fu Heyun was aloof and chaste. Looking at the girl with her doe-like eyes, he asked, “Why does everyone keep dumping people on me?”
Who could have guessed that Lord Fu, a powerful figure who ruled the capital, would nearly be helpless against such a sweet, well-behaved girl?
Aloof and chaste? Keeping everyone at arm’s length? Zhu Qingyou could only helplessly insist that he was nothing like that.
That night, rubbing her aching waist, she snapped coyly, “Fu Heyun, you’re sleeping on the couch tonight. That’s final.”
