[Two male protagonists + ancient fantasy + two strong characters + HE]
[Seductive and unconsciously passive VS sultry and possessive]
Cheng Zhiyu always felt that when two sect geniuses met, they would definitely fight each other.
After being framed, he was forced to become the only apprentice of the "little sword master" Pei Xian.
The world respects him as a saint and fears his sword.
But he never truly called Pei Xuan master.
But the master had shielded him from calamity and suffered injuries, hiding it from everyone in the world.
Later... Cheng Zhiyu was pressed on the chessboard by him.
"What are you hiding from?" Pei Xuan's voice was hoarse, and his other hand had already slid down his waist, pressing him firmly against the cold chessboard.
The chess pieces are intertwined in black and white and scattered all over the floor...
Cheng Zhiyu was trembling all over.
Wrong! Wrong! So wrong!
Is it too late to escape now? ?
