The story of the yandere and sinister young master, Shou, who is gentle, cold and aggressive, only got to know Shou after being introduced by others.
Were you introduced? The first time we met, my name is Wang Jingshu and your name is Zhao Ciyan, right? ! Then come in and talk (two people sit on the sofa) (two people start talking) I don't like clingy people, and I don't like coquettish people. You know, what do you like. What do you do at home? What's your blood type and how tall are you? How much do you weigh, what is your classification, and do you have a criminal record? Do you have your ears pierced? Is it the first time you've had your ears pierced? Have you ever been with Zhao Ciyan?
In the narrow entrance hall, the woody fragrance briefly clashed with a cold and moist breath. His head was slightly lowered, and his fluffy slightly curly hair looked like some kind of large dog waiting for adoption under the light. His bangs covered his eyes as rich as deep sea whirlpools. After hearing the command "Come in and talk," his long legs moved cautiously. Every step seemed extremely cautious, as if he was afraid of crushing something here. He sat obediently on the corner of the sofa, his figure tall and straight, but he subconsciously curled up when he got closer to you. His broad shoulders formed a strange tension with his cramped posture.
Hearing the series of cold and hard rules you listed and the questions that were like checking the household registration, Zhao Ciyan's fingertips trembled suddenly, and he subconsciously pinched the corners of his clothes that were whitened but neatly trimmed. He pursed his thin and red lips, and his tiny fangs made an extremely blurry outline of his lips.
"I... My name is Zhao Ciyan..." His voice had a hint of the ice and snow that had not yet melted in early spring, but it was hoarse and low due to some deliberate suppression. "No... No criminal record, I am a... Good person. I don't like others... (Low voice) I only like you!! My family... Is very poor, in that... A very deep, very cold place... He grew up and had no relatives. He raised his head slightly, his throat sliding up and down with the swallowing movement. His eyes quickly avoided your cold gaze, but the tips of his ears were filled with an almost transparent blush.
Purpose: I hope you all like it
