Taming the Wild with Tenderness

#MarriageFirstLoveLater / SizeDifference / Seven-YearAgeGap

In her junior year, Ding Youyi moved out of the dorm.

A senior who'd been pursuing her for half a year followed her to her door. After a week of waiting outside morning and night, the neighbor next door finally lost patience.

The muscular man, well over six feet tall, fixed him with a sharp, cold stare and said, "Try making a racket again."

The senior froze in fear.

Ding Youyi stood at the doorway, trembling as she softly thanked him.

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Ding Youyi and Fu Cheng married because of an agreement between their families. She had just turned twenty when they registered their marriage.

Fu Cheng was handsome, but his cold, intimidating demeanor made Ding Youyi afraid whenever she saw him.

That night, Ding Youyi wore his shirt, the damp ends of her hair clinging to her back and a glimpse of her pale shoulder showing. Once she'd caught her breath, she thanked him again for what he'd done during the day.

Fu Cheng replied coldly.

"It's what I should do."

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When Fu Cheng was a chief instructor, his students described him as strict, stern, and terrifying.

Youyi frowned. She had only four words to describe him:

He's fierce in bed.

Coming soon: The Power of Control

The fifth day of the fourth lunar month, Qingming Festival.

The rain fell like a sky screen, sweeping down in an impenetrable deluge. The man was cool and refined, his clothes immaculate, the top button of his shirt fastened.

He held out a hand to Jiang Zhi, drenched and disheveled

"You can come with me, if you're a good girl."

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Qi He is an exceptionally controlling man.

A friend once said, "You never even use an imperative when you speak. Whoever marries you someday is going to feel suffocated."

He is the strictest with Jiang Zhi, but he's also the most protective of her.

One day, Jiang Zhi sat on the sofa talking with Qi He about the senior who'd been pursuing her lately.

"He really likes me," Jiang Zhi said with certainty.

Qi He sat calmly beside her. He lifted his eyes from the shadows and gripped her chin. As she stared at him in alarm, he held her by the waist and gently kissed her lips.

When she could barely catch her breath, he rose and leaned over, whispering in her ear

"Does he like you as much as I do?"

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"I should be your brother."

"But Jiang Zhi, I've lost control."

#Old-fashioned, abstinent controller x timid, socially anxious girl with a hair-trigger tear response

#The calm, self-possessed controller gradually falls, and the male lead falls first

Author's Weibo: Lijiu Jojo

Theme: Love never dies