After the Rugged Man Took Me Home

Liu Qingran felt like she’d been having the worst luck lately. Not only had a demonic cultivator injured her, but she’d also accidentally fallen into the mortal world, where a hunter rescued her.

The hunter was tall and broad, with an arm almost twice as thick as hers. He was dark-skinned, a genuine roughneck. The only thing he had going for him was a fairly handsome face.

But that wasn’t a reason for her to sleep with him on a whim. And since they’d already done it, why not do it a few more times? Yet, to her dismay, she realized she’d fallen for him.

Liu Qingran calmly listed her reasons to herself:

First, he’s a mortal. Even if he’s good in bed, we still have to break up.

Second, I haven’t finished my work. Why am I staying in the mortal world? I should hurry up and heal. Am I just going to work alongside him every day?

Third...

“Wifey, what do you want to eat?” Tiezhu asked as he came in from outside.

Liu Qingran took a deep breath and stressed for the hundred and eighth time, “I am not your wife!”

The tragic thing was that everyone in the village seemed to have decided she was his wife.

After hearing “Tiezhu’s wife” more times than she could count, Liu Qingran silently added another point to her list:

Third, she was not his wife!

And no matter what he did, she would never call him her husband!!!

Theme: Give someone a rose, and its fragrance lingers on your hand.