While carrying out a mission, He Chengzhou noticed someone: cheeks flushed, standing in the mud with shining eyes fixed on him. Long eyelashes damp with tears, the person looked helpless and pitiful, slightly parted lips seeming to beg him for help.
He Chengzhou coldly turned away, then, in the next second, darted over like lightning and scooped the person up under his arm.
Then he realized he seemed to have rescued a real handful. The person was fussy about riding the bus, could scrape their palate on a candied hawthorn skewer, and could get itchy all over from wearing a sweater worth over a thousand yuan, the kind He Chengzhou couldn't even bear to buy for himself. At night, they also liked to fondle and nibble on his pecs while sleeping.
A vein throbbed at He Chengzhou's temple. "Were you never weaned?"
Zhu Xingyuan: [Innocent]
The first time his pecs were touched, he got angry. The second time, he was embarrassed. The third time, he went numb. The fourth time, he laughed. The fifth time, he enjoyed it. The sixth time, he was proud. The seventh time, he was happy. The eighth time, he relished it.
Later, Zhu Xingyuan found a substitute for his pecs and stopped bothering He Chengzhou in his sleep. The man's eyes darkened. "Why did you stop touching them?! I won't allow it! If you don't touch them, it means you don't love me anymore!"
From the Zhu family's perspective: "Our precious young master, whom the entire Zhu family has treasured and pampered, has followed you up mountains and down rivers, ridden in a Wuling Hongguang, eaten steamed buns with pickles, and worn cheap sweaters?!!"
Later, Zhu Xingyuan accidentally chipped a tooth.
The Zhu family was furious: "He never even had a single strand of hair pulled out growing up, and now he's lost a tooth after following you around?!!"
The Zhu family angrily tied up their young master, who had run off with some wild man, and dragged him home. "We didn't raise you in luxury just so you could go forage for wild vegetables!"
He Chengzhou, the "gold-digging man," was forced to grovel. "Can I marry into your family?"
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Gong protagonist, worldbuilding not yet decided.
Intermittently cleanliness-obsessed, domestic good-for-nothing, falsely frail princess type 1 x looks like a human weapon to outsiders, dark-skinned cool guy, secretly a careful accountant and fussing mom type 0.
Zhu Xingyuan 1 x He Chengzhou 0. Do not reverse.
Dark-skinned means bronze skin.
Theme: None yet.
