[Secret crush + devoted to each other + sweet romance + possessive wolfish bad boy]
On a cold, damp, rainy day, Sheng Yang saw Xie Jinyu for the first time. He was covered in injuries from a beating, yet didn’t make a sound. Feeling sorry for him, Sheng Yang stepped in to help.
The second time, a bar owner gave him a hard time. Out of pity, she helped him again, on the condition that he play along in a little act.
The third time, she took him home.
As the saying goes, don’t pick wildflowers by the roadside, and don’t pick up men there either. You might end up letting a wolf into your home.
Sheng Yang didn’t believe it. Ignoring her friend’s well-meant warning, she insisted on keeping him around. Her friend joked that she’d regret it sooner or later. Sheng Yang just smiled in disdain. He was only a wolf: if he behaved, she’d clip his claws and keep him like a dog; if not, she’d butcher him and use him as fertilizer for her flowers.
After they’d been together for a while, Sheng Yang realized something was off. The “wolf” she’d picked up didn’t wreck the house or bite anyone. All he thought about every day was how to get a taste of “meat”?!
One dark, windy night, the wolf in sheep’s clothing slipped into her room and knelt by the bed, asking her for a goodnight kiss.
Sheng Yang: Wait, isn’t this the wrong kind of wolf? I’ve already got my knife out, and you’re telling me you just want a kiss?!
