Qiu Chan first met Jing Ke at the Ascension Assembly.
At the time, they were probably of similar standing.
Later, after his blood relatives framed him, Qiu Chan's meridians were severed, and he fell into the mud.
"They severed your immortal veins, yet left you with such a lovely body." Jing Ke's cool gaze traveled from his toes to his eyelashes.
"Do you really not know what they want?"
Qiu Chan had never imagined things would come to this.
He had imagined dying in a heavenly tribulation or in a duel. This was the one thing he had never expected.
Between a wolf's den and a tiger's lair, a lamb stepped straight into the palm of a demon.
The beautiful prey in the cage opened a pair of dark, lustrous eyes.
Jing Ke pressed down on him, then put on a show of gentleness, whispering into his prey's ear as if speaking sweet nothings to a lover.
"Sect Master Qiu, what a delicate body you have."
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A twisted, unhinged seme who takes advantage of someone in a weakened state x an innocent, socially anxious uke who has been persecuted
A product of self-indulgence. Fun comes first, logic comes last. This time, I'm absolutely going to focus on getting all clingy and lovey-dovey in bed. Who needs a plot? The plot can get lost!
Theme: A great man knows when to yield and when to stand firm.
