A History of Hot Kisses

Everyone in the capital's elite circles knows Lu Xingran and Zhan Zhou are as good as a married couple.

Their families arranged their engagement when they were children. They grew up together, and their families are a perfect match. Everyone says the eldest daughter of the Lu family will marry only one man.

Zhan Zhou thinks so too. So he isn't in a hurry. He can play around for a few more years; she isn't going anywhere. When she says she wants to get married, he tells her to wait. Even his friends can't stand it. He just says, “What's the rush? Who else could she marry besides me?”

Until the day she hears him say with her own ears: “Let's play around for a few more years. She's so devoted to me, after all.”

Lu Xingran doesn't cry or make a scene. She quietly turns away, then vanishes the next day.

For the first three days, Zhan Zhou thinks she's throwing a tantrum. By the fifth day, he starts to panic. After a week, he's going out of his mind.

He chases her overseas and begs her brother, who beats him until his face is bruised and swollen. But for two whole years, there's no word from her.

Two years later, Lu Xingran comes back. This time, though, she has no intention of being that blindly devoted little girl.

She wears her prettiest dresses, links arms with other men, and keeps him at a distance. She says the sweetest things and twists the knife in deepest: “Young Master Zhan, what exactly are we to each other?”

Zhan Zhou knows she's baiting him, but he still comes running like a madman. One call from her, and he'll cross the city at three in the morning to bring her dessert. If anyone gossips about her, he'll pin them to the ground and beat them up.

He kneels before her. “Lu Xingran, I'm begging you. Don't marry someone else.”

Someone asks, “You're a young master. Do you really have to go this far?”

Zhan Zhou smiles. “She's the one wish in my life that I'm willing to take the bait for.”

You said she would never marry anyone but you. Only later did you realize that you were the one who would never marry anyone but her.

Luring you in is the punishment. Marrying you is because I love you.