An Linzhi, the young master of the An family, was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He grumbles all the time, but has a kind heart.
Xu Luhan, head of the Xu family, has long held the top spot on the rankings of cold and sharp-tongued people. His tongue is so vicious he doesn't even spare his own father.
The two are two years apart. One is like the sun, the other like the moon.
Until one day, the moon set its sights on the sun.
"An Linzhi, why are you running?"
"Who's running? Try unlocking these chains, damn you..."
"No." Xu Luhan slowly tied his tie.
Later, the whole city was abuzz with rumors: the Xu family's cold-faced King of Hell had gone crazy and locked the An family's little sun in his villa to listen to him curse all day long.
An Linzhi: "??? You call this forced love?"
Xu Luhan chuckled softly. "Mm. I force you, you love me."
On the surface: cold, scheming, sharp-tongued top x lively, foul-mouthed bottom (sort of cold, too?)
In reality: a hypocritical, fiercely protective fanatic x a seemingly cheerful, cunning little fox
1v1, both each other's first and only, HE. Sweet with a sting, with sweetness hidden in the sting.
Xu Luhan's mouth, An Linzhi's legs: one can't get away, the other can't catch up. In the end, they both ended up on the same household registration.
