A calculating, unhinged beauty (bottom) × a possessive, unhinged loyal hound (top)
[Forced love × seductive scheming × revenge × a scoundrel’s sincerity × sweet romance × secret crush]
He was once a god, though in truth he had no cultivation at all and was utterly useless. Framed and cast from his exalted position, he was scorned by all and trampled underfoot, wishing he were dead.
Three hundred years after coming back to life, the first thing he wants to do is drag the delicate little white flower who ground his bones to dust into a suicide pact. But the mad dog, the King of Nanyan, whom he had thoroughly used, deeply hurt, and finally kicked aside, suddenly intervenes and takes him away. He expects the man to still be the same puppy who would beam with joy at a kind word and be thrilled by a slap, ready to use him again to get revenge. Instead, the man clutches his waist with cold eyes and blood-red pupils, taking more and more and never getting enough. In the end, he says, “This still isn’t enough.”
He really thought the man was a dog, and forgot how vicious, greedy, and lustful the dragon clan could be.
They used to date, then broke up in spectacularly bad fashion. But even now, they still end up kissing when they meet.
