Little Pot Lid

Arrogant Demon King x gentle, resilient sweetheart

Blurb:

The talented young woman Yu Yu from the School of Literature was cornered on the sports field by the campus heartthrob from the neighboring school, who confessed his love in grand fashion. They were a perfect match in both talent and looks.

Before anyone could hear her answer, a man walked slowly into the crowd and led the heroine away as if no one else were there.

The campus heartthrob asked plaintively after them, "Yu Yu, what is your relationship with him?!"

The man smiled like a demon, lowered his head, and whispered in Yu Yu's ear, "I bought all your sanitary pads when you got your first period. So what do you think our relationship is?"

Yu Yu answered righteously, "We're closer than father and daughter."

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When Jin Qiaoran was eight, he met Yu Yu. He mistook her for a boy, and the two got into a chaotic fight over a red scarf.

Back then, Yu Yu had a bowl-cut like an upside-down pot lid. She never said a word when fighting, only biting in silence.

Jin Qiaoran was furious. "You're not even a girl! Why do you only know how to bite people?!"

Yu Yu grabbed his hand and looked up. "I am a girl."

Out of guilt, Jin Qiaoran took her on as his sidekick, but couldn't understand why it felt like he'd taken on a little ancestor instead.

The little pot-lid girl was mild-tempered, but her words could infuriate anyone.

Unable to make sense of it, Jin Qiaoran marched over to Yu Yu, who was doing her homework, determined to reclaim the dignity of being the big brother.

His underlings hurried to hold him back. "Ran-ge, forget it."

But Yu Yu slowly wrote the final character, sighed, then took a new red scarf from her desk and handed it to him. "Don't forget to bring it again. I'll write your name down."

A pen cap was tucked into her fluffy short hair, leaving her beautiful eyes on full display. She looked like a delicate doll.

Jin Qiaoran swallowed his retort and tied the red scarf on with a scowl. "Fine."

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Yu Yu met Jin Qiaoran when she was eight. He was arrogant, and the whole world had to revolve around him.

When they met again, Jin Qiaoran was still arrogant. The little demon king had become a big demon king, grown past his childishness, and become so handsome he looked like a demon. Even his smile was enchanting. He twirled Yu Yu's long hair around his slender fingertips and sighed softly. "The little pot lid has grown up."

(A story that probably follows them from growing up to growing old.)

Theme: Two ways of writing love