Younger seme
Mutual crush, choosing each other wholeheartedly.
Song Xuan sat propped against the headboard, hugging the quilt and rubbing her temple as she watched the woman in a spaghetti-strap nightdress hold a glass of red wine and complain with barely concealed frustration, “I never force a woman.”
The Song family passes its legacy down through women. Every Song girl is born with a divine duty, and protecting the sacred image is the task of her entire life.
This woman looked exactly like the one in the portrait. For that reason, Song Xuan was willing to meet some of her financial demands.
“Just name your price. If the Song family has it, you can have it.”
Song Xuan kept her tone calm, without the oppressive edge she used in negotiations.
If this woman knew her place, she would take what she was offered and be satisfied. If she didn’t, then she could hardly blame Song Xuan for being ruthless. Whatever kind of deity she claimed to be, the modern age had its own rules.
The woman folded her arms and nodded. Her elegant neck curved like a swan’s, and the soft morning light kissed the hem of her dress.
“You.”
The woman’s voice was clear and cool, as crisp as meltwater from a snowy mountain, soothing to the heart.
“What?”
Song Xuan couldn’t believe it. Had the woman really latched on to her after just one night together?
“I want you.”
Gu Yining gazed at Song Xuan. It had been far too long; she could no longer bear the unbearable pain in her heart. A thousand years had passed. Even if she lost everything and her soul was destroyed, she would find her.
Theme: The road may be long, but if you keep going, you will reach the end.
