Honey, Give Me a Hug

Luo Henian was born into the wealthiest family in Hong Kong. The only heir for three generations, he was treasured and protected by his entire family. His exceptional talent and singular status destined him to lead the family and its conglomerate through the turbulent world of business.

Hong Kong's media described him as a young man who, though only just twenty and born into privilege, was low-key, resilient, kind, and down-to-earth, with the potential to lead Hong Kong's industrial development.

Tu Si (sneering): "You people sure know how to suck up."

As the Luo family's most reliable and least conspicuous... bodyguard, Tu Si was sent to protect the young heir. At last, he got to see what the young master was really like.

*

At a poolside party, a fair-skinned, beautiful young man sat surrounded by a crowd of young men and women, the center of everyone's attention. He lazily lifted his face to look at Tu Si, his brows furrowing like rippling spring water.

"What ugly freak did you drag in here? Bodyguard, get him out."

Tu Si, who was always praised as a handsome brute in a suit: "..."

The kind and down-to-earth filter shattered.

*

On the tennis court, the young man accidentally fell. A crowd of servants rushed over. Seeing his injury, he grew red-eyed and demanded that Tu Si blow on it right away to ease the pain, blaming him for failing to protect him.

Looking at the injury, no bigger than a soybean and barely more than a scrape, Tu Si was speechless. "Even spit would be a waste."

The resilient filter shattered.

*

As for being low-key, watching the young man give orders and expect everyone to jump at his command, Tu Si could only make himself more and more invisible.

Unfortunately, the young heir grew harder and harder to serve, and more and more spoiled... until one day, he was kidnapped.

Tu Si fought his way to the scene, took down the kidnappers, and found the drugged, dazed young heir in a corner.

Pale with fright, the young man burst into tears at the sight of Tu Si, his savior, and clung tightly to his neck with both hands.

Tu Si was about to comfort him when he heard him whimper, his voice weak and sweet: "A-Si... honey, what took you so long?"

Tu Si: "..." Believe me, I could punch you.

*

Luo Henian had been lusting after Tu Si for a long time. He craved the warmth radiating from him, his thin, understated lips, his solid wheat-colored muscles, and the softness in his eyes and brows whenever he smiled.

But most of all, he craved that steady-beating heart. Every time he pressed himself against Tu Si, it skipped a beat. He loved that most of all.

To draw his prey closer, he had to hide his claws and bloodlust, stretching out his soft arms to his beloved Tu Si and turning himself into a harmless kitten.

"Honey, come give me a hug."

A spoiled, fussy beauty gong who is a weapon of mass destruction on the inside and falls for his own act x a muscular, stern-faced, attentive and nurturing straight shou who is a domestic dad in a suit

Important: Please don't get the roles reversed!

Theme: Love and growth