Rose spirits are the best at beguiling people: beautiful on the outside, wicked within.
One day, Jun Si, daughter of the Sword Venerable, wandered into a forest full of flowers and met its most beautiful rose spirit, Meng Wushang.
"Teach me to make osmanthus cakes, and I won't kill you." Jun Si held her sword to Meng Wushang's petal.
"Sure. I can even teach you to make rose cakes." Meng Wushang grinned roguishly.
"I want to pluck your petals and bathe with them!" Jun Si said.
"No need. I'll just soak in the water." Meng Wushang smiled.
Once, as Jun Si was falling asleep, she couldn't help thinking: When he smiles... he's really handsome.
A lazy, food-loving sword cultivator who wants to use her sword to make delicious food instead of cultivating immortality x a black-hearted flower spirit with ulterior motives
#HE#
A short story inspired by a sudden idea
Blurb screenshotted on 2021.2.16
Theme: Like me, like me not. After Jun Si counts Meng Wushang's last petal, the answer is... he likes me!
