[Socially Anxious Powerhouse Bottom × Cold, Aloof Crown Prince Top + 1v1 + Both Each Other’s First + Male Leads + Marriage Before Love + Both J]
Shen Qingyan has two identities. By day, he is the socially anxious real young master recently brought back to the Shen family: he stammers, goes unnoticed, and is the laughingstock of the capital’s elite circles. By night, he is “Q,” an anonymous perfumer in the underground black market whose creations are worth millions. His words are icy, his work precise, and his perfumes nearly impossible to get. No one knows they are the same person. Until his stepmother drugs him and sends him to the bed of Q’s biggest client.
Lu Yan, the heir to the Lu family, suffers from severe neurotic mysophobia and has an attack whenever anyone touches him. For three years, the only thing that has let him sleep peacefully is a bottle of perfume custom-made by the perfumer “Q” every month at an astronomical price: sweet osmanthus and warm milk, soft and gentle, like the body heat of someone who doesn’t exist. Then Shen Qingyan appears. Lu Yan touches him, and nothing happens. They have an SSS-level compatibility, a match shared by no more than five living pairs in the world. Every time they touch, they experience 48 hours of shared sensations: their heartbeats synchronize and their sense of touch becomes one. The feel of Shen Qingyan kneading dough reaches the office thirty kilometers away, and the heat of his blush burns across Lu Yan’s cheekbones.
Lu Yan doesn’t know the person in his bed is Q, and Shen Qingyan doesn’t know his biggest client is sleeping right next door. The scent Lu Yan spends millions trying to recreate is right there in the bed on the other side of the wall every night, so rich it doesn’t need to be blended.
The 48-hour resonance fades, and withdrawal tears through their self-control. “I’ll take responsibility,” he says, as coolly as if signing a business contract. But he deleted the penalty clause at 6:14 a.m., before he knew the test results.