The Fierce Boss and His Pretty Little Drama Queen

A fierce-looking, double-standard, loyal guard-dog of a rugged top × a beautiful, pampered, hot-tempered, world-weary bottom - Tong Huaiqing became a nationally renowned pianist for three reasons. First, his top-tier skills. Second, his exceptionally beautiful face. Third, he was famous for never lifting a finger around the house, and for being fussy and difficult. Honestly, it was enough to make anyone jealous. So after a string of failed performances, plenty of people started enjoying the spectacle, eagerly discussing how this lofty flower would fall from grace. Sure enough, the usually arrogant Tong Huaiqing had a breakdown. He distanced himself from all the attention and spotlights, went alone to a remote little town, and sat on the riverbank staring blankly at the night sky. A strange noise came from behind him. Tong Huaiqing had just turned around when a speeding three-wheeled vehicle knocked him into the river. Luckily, the man who couldn’t stop in time was strong enough to haul Tong Huaiqing out of the river with one hand and sling him over his shoulder. Water droplets glistened on his muscles in the moonlight. The man panted. “Whatever’s troubling you, don’t do anything drastic!” Tong Huaiqing wiped his dripping face. “Get lost.” - Chi Ye is 191 centimeters tall, with a crew cut and dark skin. He can cook, keep house, sew on a button, repair bikes and tricycles, and even fix kids’ rocking cars. He also has a bit of a hoarding habit. Give him a broken part, and before long he’ll turn it into a treasure. This time, what Chi Ye brought home was a drooping little white flower. The little white flower was delicate as anything. He couldn’t take wind or rain, and if you spoke a little too sharply, he’d get sick just to show you. Chi Ye was so scared of hurting him that he didn’t dare go hard even in bed. In case he broke. “If I break, fix me,” Tong Huaiqing lazily lifted his eyelids. “Aren’t you supposed to be able to fix anything?” Including a broken heart. Height difference / build difference / skin-tone difference Both are each other’s first love. Set in a small town in the early 2000s, with a bit of rustic charm Coming next: A Little House in the Northwest Snow Mochi × Dirty Chocolate Bun A beautiful police detective and a rugged man from the Northwest - Outside the town runs a fast-flowing river. Inside the town, Zhou Xu is the best swimmer. Whenever someone falls into the water, everyone’s first thought is to find Zhou Xu. He runs faster than the wind, dives in with a splash, and soon hauls the person out. If someone has died by suicide or a body is found in the water, ask Zhou Xu to retrieve it and he’ll lazily chew on a stalk of grass, raise an eyebrow, and name his price. No rush. The person’s already dead. Zhou Xu makes a living with more than just his strength. People respect him, fear him, and rely on him when trouble comes. So later, when Zhou Xu started dating, no one dared say a word. Because Zhou Xu’s partner wasn’t just from out of town. He was a man. A man, mind you! At night, an oil lamp lit up the little house. Fang Bingxue hid the hand marked with gun calluses behind his back and put on a timid expression. “Someone... saw us.” “So what?” Fang Bingxue’s voice was very soft. “It’s not right.” Zhou Xu set a gardenia on the windowsill and turned to look at the person on the bed, his gaze fierce. “I pulled you out of the river. Your life is mine. No one’s taking you away from me.” Especially not that dead ex-boyfriend. He scowled, forever unable to forget the day they first met. There was a commotion outside. People said a pair of star-crossed lovers were going to die together. Zhou Xu had been drinking, and by the time he rushed over, it was already too late. They said one had sunk beneath the water, while the other, heedless of everything, had jumped in after him, crying hoarsely as people tried and failed to hold him back. And he really did jump in. When Zhou Xu finally got him up out of the water, the man fought him with all his might, refusing to cooperate. Zhou Xu lost his temper and slapped him. “You trying to get yourself killed?” The man was stunned. After a long moment, he turned around, soaked through and filthy. Only his face was snow-white and clean, his eyes bright as stars. Theme: The road to growing up is full of hardships, but a rainbow comes after the storm