As the title says, a policeman's allure.
Snarky, scheming top x gorgeous, flirtatious, scheming bottom.
There's a strange tendency toward a weak top, a complicated love square (not really), and plenty of ambiguity. Read with caution, TUT
“Hey, Dexin!”
“What is it?”
“Your face...”
“Mm! Ouch, what was that?”
“There's a bee on your face...”
“Damn it, pervert. I'm not a flower, so why'd it sting me?”
“Hehe, maybe it was bewitched by your lovely Hua-Ru flower face.”
“Wei Yiming, do you have a death wish?”
“Aw, don't be like that. You wouldn't dare, would you? Come here and let me put some medicine on it. It'd be a shame to hurt such a pretty face.”
“…”
“Little cop.”
“Yeah? Big cat, cough, Mo Mo, what's up~”
“Look, what a big bee.”
“Where? I don't see it.”
“It's on your face.”
“What... Ah, that hurts!”
“Hehe, feel good?”
“…Yeah. Damn bee, why'd you sting me?”
“You deserved it.”
“Baby...”
“…Fine, come here. Where'd it sting you? Let me kiss it.”
“Here. Mm, and here, and here, and here...”
“If I remember right, the bee only stung you once, didn't it? You... Mmph...”
