This is a short story of only fifty thousand words. I wrote it in my spare time a while ago, so it will be completed soon, and each chapter is on the short side. The plot is simple and clear.
A rakish, shameless rogue pursuer x an elegant, gentle, composed young master pursued.
Blurb: The young master of the Prime Minister's household in the capital has a fear of women, much to the distress of the Prime Minister and all the ladies of the household. So Su Shuang is invited to treat him.
Su Shuang: "Women have skin as white as snow and flesh as smooth as jade."
Bai Qing: "Am I not fair-skinned?"
Su Shuang: "Women are petite, and so soft and yielding to hold."
Bai Qing: "Am I not comfortable to hold?"
Su Shuang: "Women have melodious, beautiful voices that are a delight to the ear."
Bai Qing: "Is my voice not lovely?"
Su Shuang: "..."
A cure goes nowhere, but the doctor ends up falling for a man. A story about falling in love with a charming rogue before you know it.
(Hehe, I also have a modern-day story that I put more effort into, and it's longer than this one. If you're interested, check out A Deep Love for the Years to Come. Kisses.)
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Oh my God, Master's story is so good that I cry. TT
So happy (╥ω╥`)