1. Si Mu's five-hundred-million-yuan supercar crashed into a tree.
He was fine, but the car was not. It was wrecked beyond belief, the kind of wreck that no repair shop would dare touch.
He'd heard there was a supercar tuning shop in the north of Nancheng. The owner had been a mechanic on a racing team, and there wasn't a car he couldn't fix. Si Mu had his wrecked supercar towed there in the middle of the night, speeding over as fast as he could.
The shop was brightly lit. A mechanic held a wrench, veins bulging in his arm, his jawline sharply defined, his rippling masculine appeal practically lifting the roof.
Jing Chenhui lifted his white tank top and casually wiped the sweat from his forehead with the hem. "Hello. What can I do for you?"
Si Mu stared at the mechanic's defined abs. "Hello. Can I add you on WeChat?"
2. Jing Chenhui was famous for being sexually frigid. He was interested in neither men nor women, never talked about romance, and cars were his one true love.
But Si Mu refused to give up, taking every opportunity to get close to Jing Chenhui.
Jing Chenhui's friend beat his chest in lament. "Si Mu is so gorgeous, but he falls for a 'eunuch.' What a waste!"
Si Mu's friend was horrified. "Mumu, run! Jing Chenhui can't get it up!"
No one thought Si Mu could win Jing Chenhui over.
That is, until a photo of Si Mu in a cropped camisole, with Jing Chenhui frowning slightly and shielding his pale, slender waist with a large hand, went viral. Their friends were stunned: Oh my god, the eunuch's finally got it up!
3. At first, Jing Chenhui thought Si Mu was frivolous, a playboy who drifted through life and never settled down, with more men he'd flirted with than cars Jing Chenhui had repaired.
Jing Chenhui swore he'd never fall into the trap of a rich playboy like Si Mu.
But later, when Si Mu's eyes were red at the corners and he was drunk, leaning half his weight against someone else, Jing Chenhui inexplicably grew angry. He grabbed Si Mu and pulled him into his arms, holding him there with one arm.
Jing Chenhui gritted his teeth and shielded Si Mu's exposed waist. "Didn't you just tell me yesterday that you liked me?"
Soft in Jing Chenhui's arms, Si Mu's eyes were clear, his smile full of sly little schemes. "Don't be mad, big brother. I promise I like you best."
Taciturn, mature bking x flirtatious, pampered little troublemaker
Dark-skinned supercar mechanic and shop owner x fair-skinned beauty model uke
Both are virgins, happy ending, one-on-one
The seme has a sun-kissed complexion.
The uke is an adorable little troublemaker, but never takes it too far.
Premise: Be yourself