[No fixed pairing, one-on-one or one-to-many] Luring in a twisted, corrupted yandere…
[Cool, aloof Buddhist cultivator] “Zhiluo, you’re mine. You always will be.”
[Abstinent Regent] “The Noble Consort and I are in love, naturally. What is it you doubt, Your Majesty?”
[The Golden Sea Funeral] “Luoluo…” Tang Yan’s voice was low and hoarse, tinged with a moan. “I love you. You deserve the very best of everything. I’ll protect you forever. Luoluo, don’t cry.”
