The Rascal's March

Wang Chong never imagined that Lin Qingyue had tricked him into falling for her. From his point of view, Lin Qingyue had always been a sweet, innocent little lamb.

He loved it when the little lamb hid in his arms and bleated.

"~"

Until one day, someone told him that when the little lamb bleated, her eyes gleamed like a wolf's.

"!"

When Wang Chong tried to take another look at the little lamb in his arms, he realized that whether she was a sheep or a wolf didn't matter. He was, after all, a notorious old scoundrel!