Burning Kiss

Fully revised edition. The new novel in the same series, Ding! Sweetness Has Exceeded the Limit, is complete. For updates on the print edition, follow Weibo @Jinjiang Ruoshui Qianliu SS Military romance with tons of sweetness | Small-town fiction | Age gap | Size difference * Eighteen-year-old Xu Fangfei's father died when she was young. Her family consists of her mother and grandfather, and the three of them live at No. 9 Xiwang Street. Despite its name, Xiwang Street is a notorious slum in Lingcheng. Xu's mother runs a funeral paper shop to support the family. Xu Fangfei goes to school during the day and helps her mother after coming home at night. Their life is poor but peaceful, without a ripple or a wave. Then a young man moved into the apartment downstairs. He was tall and handsome, with a sharp, cold, unruly air and a bone-deep desolation between his brows. He often left early and returned late, covered in injuries. Their story began that day. * They met again on a plateau four thousand meters above sea level, where eagles skimmed across the azure sky and over the endless snow. After graduating from military academy, Xu Fangfei was assigned to a no-man's-land to provide technical support for the Wolf Fang special forces unit, which was carrying out a classified operation. The person sent to pick her up was the operation's supreme commander. His immaculate military uniform looked like a painting. Set against the snow blanketing the mountains, his cold, stern face seemed to hold a touch of stark, careless aloofness. Xu Fangfei needed only one look at him for her ears to turn red. She lowered her head in silence. A colleague traveling with her asked curiously, "Did you know Captain Zheng before?" Xu Fangfei panicked and shook her head like a rattle drum, stammering, "N-no. We're not very close." That night, she carried her toothbrush and washbasin out to wash up. She had barely taken a couple of steps out of the barracks when someone grabbed her and pinned her against the wall. It was pitch-black all around them, and Xu Fangfei's heart pounded like a drum. "Not very close?" A low voice sounded by her ear. He said the two words casually, giving away nothing of his mood. "..." "When you were eighteen, I risked my life to protect you while I was on a mission. After you entered the military academy, I became your instructor, personally teaching you how to assemble and disassemble guns, then pressed close to you while teaching you marksmanship and hand-to-hand combat. Last month, before I left, you clung to my neck, acting cute and refusing to let go. And we're 'not very close'?" "..." Zheng Xiye curled his lips in a cool, self-mocking smile. He stared at her lovely, flushed face and ground out his final words: "You little brat. Look at you, all grown up with your wings strong enough to fly. We have one argument and suddenly you don't even recognize your husband." Xu Fangfei: "..." * 1. Local tough guy X obedient young woman in the beginning; special forces commander X resilient, adorable military sweetheart later on 2. A cold, rough, brash, iron-willed, insanely powerful hunk who turns into a doting puppy the second he sees his wife vs. a sweet, seemingly fragile girl who's had a hard life but is actually incredibly capable and gorgeous. 3. A military coming-of-age story, mutual pining, seven-year age gap. 4. One-on-one romance, both leads' first time, sweet enough to blow your little head off. 5. Lots of fictional details. The cities and characters are not based on real people. Blurb for the upcoming novel Su Su: Yin Susu was born in a small town in Jiangnan. She was classically beautiful, alluring and graceful, but after several years in show business, she had her leading role stolen from her and got splashed with water while playing a supporting role. She saw every kind of worldly cruelty and self-interest in the industry. At a lavish banquet attended by celebrities and prominent figures, she was ignored by everyone and left in a corner. At the head of the main table sat a man with lowered eyes and his head turned to one side, a cigarette between his fingers and a lazy curve to his lips. His eyes held the detached amusement and coldness of someone in power watching the world from above. As one group of elite guests after another came to toast him, he didn't even need to look up. Two light taps of his cigarette-holding hand on the table were enough to count as an enormous honor. The banquet ended late at night. Yin Susu walked out into the drizzle and happened to see an Aston Martin parked by the road. The rear window was halfway down. The man's exquisite profile was veiled in shadow, handsome and severe, elegant and distinguished. Thinking of all the unfairness she'd suffered over the years, Yin Susu felt indignant and frustrated. The alcohol went to her head, and she actually stepped forward and stopped the window from closing. Mustering her courage, she asked, "Sir, my name is Yin Susu. Could we be friends?" The man glanced at her and gave her a casual once-over. Then he said, "Fei Yizhou." * Later. The new-generation actress Yin Susu became the youngest Best Actress in the history of the Golden Rooster Awards. At the award ceremony, several veteran actresses whispered to each other that Yin Susu had latched onto a powerful backer at such a young age, and that the power of capital was shameful. Onstage, Yin Susu ignored all the criticism. After accepting her award, she turned and walked off with a smile, her custom Shu embroidery gown trailing behind her in waves of pure white silk. That night, at the celebratory banquet, the head of the Fei family made an appearance amid a crowd of adoring admirers, leaving the entire venue stunned. The organizers and all the distinguished guests hurried over to welcome him. Everyone in the capital knew that Fei Yizhou was gloomy, cold-blooded, fond of quiet and sweets, and never attended events like this. While everyone wondered what was going on, Yin Susu's face stiffened. She furtively turned away and rummaged around in her evening bag. The organizer said eagerly and nervously, "Welcome, President Fei. We'll have the invitation delivered to your residence right away. Please, take the seat of honor." His assistant smiled politely but distantly. "No need. President Fei just returned from abroad. He stopped by to pick up his wife." As soon as he finished speaking, a low, lazy voice rang out with casual indifference. "Susu, let's go home." The banquet hall fell completely silent. Over there, Yin Susu had just slipped her wedding ring onto her ring finger when she was pulled close by the waist and swept without further ado into a cold, imposing chest. She quietly let out a breath, her palms already damp with sweat. A long, jade-like finger hooked under her delicate chin and lifted her face. Fei Yizhou narrowed his dark eyes and watched her with amused composure. "Are you nervous?" Yin Susu met his gloomy, playful gaze and shook her head awkwardly. "Did you misbehave again today and forget to wear your ring?" "..." Yin Susu's heart gave a sudden thump. A quiet laugh sounded beside her ear, followed by a kiss, forceful yet tender, landing on her lips. Fei Yizhou lazily curved his lips and whispered, "What are you afraid of, sweetheart? Even if I punish you, it won't be here." * 1. Gloomy, devoted, loyal big shot vs. gentle, charming cutie. 2. A semi-raising relationship, age gap, marriage first, love later. ※ Recommended upcoming novel by Lu Lulu, Sailing Toward You: Zhao Muyue recently joined a reality show featuring an imaginary romance between an ordinary person and a celebrity. Asked about her ideal type, she mentioned only three things: "Not an actor, doesn't have to be famous, and has no rumors." Later, the first day of filming arrived. As soon as she got there, the production director following her excitedly told her, "Ms. Zhao, the ambulance is ready. You can pass out from excitement later if you want!" Zhao Muyue: "?" Completely baffled, she walked into a cafe and saw her pretend boyfriend in the distance: Jiang Zhouchi, who had just become the youngest Grand Slam Best Actor in history, was famous all over the world, and was surrounded by rumors. Zhao Muyue turned and walked away. But a voice sounded behind her, cutting through the hubbub. Cool and detached, it casually reminded her, "Miss Zhao, the exit is on my side." His words were impeccably measured. He seemed like a completely different person from the Jiang Zhouchi who had buried his face against her neck last night and rasped, "Mumu." Theme: Love is an eternal faith.