Jiang Yuezhao, the young master of the Linglong Sect, is beautiful and has an even more beautiful temperament. Everyone in the world has to give in to him.
Only the young master of the Yin family, Yin Changjin, refused to let him go. When the two met, they would pinch each other, and then beat him again. They were beaten from Dongting Lake to Wanbao Pavilion, and from Wanbao Pavilion to the moat. Their clothes were torn and their hair was scattered. No one was subdued.
But Jiang Yuezhao slowly realized something was wrong.
He was blocked in the alley. Yin Changjin fell from the sky and beat the person to the ground. He turned around and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "I was just passing by."
He caught a cold and had a fever at night. When he woke up, there was a bowl of warm ginger soup beside his bed. There was a note pressed on the bottom of the bowl, which read "Don't think too much" in a familiar pen.
Yin Changjin said "Who cares whether you live or die", but his hands blocked his sword time and time again.
Jiang Yuezhao thought to himself, is this person mentally ill?
Until one day, Yin Changjin pressed him against the wall and kissed him. He took a half step away and his dumbfounded face reflected in his eyes: "The things are finished. The Xuantian wood belongs to you, and you belong to me."
Jiang Yuezhao was stunned for three breaths, then grabbed his collar and pulled him back: "You're done with just one kiss?"
He stood on tiptoe and bit back hard.
After biting it, a silver bell with a red string appeared around Yin Changjin's neck. On the bell were engraved two words - Jiang Family.
From then on, there was a rumor in the world: The cold-faced young master of the Yin family was like a big dog. As soon as Young Master Jiang clapped his hands, he walked over obediently.
If you don't fight, you won't get to know each other. If you bite, you will be bitten.
An old enemy has become a loyal dog. From today on, you are under my control.
