The roses in the sunny room, precious and delicate, are all like him.
The pretty boy behind the rose-covered fence suddenly fell into my heart.
A domineering, carefree top who dotes on his wife to the core in private, utterly devoted to her X a feisty, spoiled bottom who thinks he’s the top, fierce as a little dragon
This novel is also known as Roses, Roses, I Love You.
A Reader’s Guide
The first time he saw Little Rose was in a sunlit music room. The young man wore a white satin shirt and sat elegantly and regally at the piano, playing an unknown romantic melody. He was utterly captivating.
When his mentor called out to him, the boy suddenly looked up at them, smiling more radiantly and beautifully than the cherry blossoms blooming outside the floor-to-ceiling windows in March.
One glance, and Lu Hongtao was lost for life. From then on, his eyes and heart held only that little rose.
The second time he saw Little Rose was in front of the ornate European-style fence at his home. The little guy wore a pair of ripped jeans and sat astride the stone pillar in the middle of the fence like a tiny thief. When his mentor spotted him and gave him a scolding, he lost his balance and fell right off the pillar.
Seeing the precious little guy fall, he hurriedly reached out to catch him. The boy, carrying the scent of roses, tumbled into his arms, then into his heart, and never left.
