Tea Green

Cha Lu is trash.

That's right, she's a shameless woman who combines fake sweetness, green-tea scheming, looks worship, and gold-digging.

But no man could ever turn down a woman like her.

She's gorgeous and has a great figure, and her charisma leaves everyone else a hundred and ninety-three streets behind. Taking her out makes your status seem to rise several levels at once.

Artistic and shy, sweet and innocent, fiery, haughty, queenly: whatever style you want, she can pull it off with ease.

Her sweet nothings sound like medieval poetry, so vague they catch you off guard and strike right to the heart.

"I just love stealing other people's men. I love watching them get down on their knees and beg me to steal them."

That's what Cha Lu said, her red lips radiant as she lightly touched the corner of her upturned mouth with a slender, pale finger.

"You get what you want and stop cherishing it. That's men for you."

"Then I'll just never let you have me."

She just loves watching you fall for her but be unable to say it, pine for her but never get her.

Good or bad, kind or evil, as long as you're good-looking and can give her what she wants, she doesn't mind letting you have your fun for a little while.

Even if that so-called happiness is an illusion, those men are like moths, gladly meeting their end in the abyss of desire that is Cha Lu.

The men think, "Better to die beneath a peony than live a dull life."

But they're wrong. Cha Lu isn't a peony. She's a man-eating flower who leaves no bones behind, waiting for these eager men to take the bait and become her nourishment.

#SweetAndSatisfyingWithLandmines#

#ShamelessWomanRunsWild#

#SaintlyMoralistsAndHypocriticalMenAndWomenWithTerminalGenderBiasStayOut#

#UpdatesAreIncrediblySlow+MayBeAbandoned+ReadWithCaution#

[There's still time to run!]

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