[Ne Zha Fanfiction] The Three-Flame Bookshop

[This has nothing to do with Nezha the Demon Child, nothing to do with him! Nothing at all!

He's a War God of the Heavenly Realm who likes drinking cola and eating potato chips, with the emotional maturity of a kid. A modern romance with spiritual qi revival, my version of Nezha.]

[Content warning: Ao Bing may not be a bad guy. Revisions may happen from time to time.]

"Nezha, Nezha, did you really wreak havoc in the Eastern Sea?" Little Qi Zhao, in his childhood form, circled Nezha like a puppy.

"I did."

"Then why aren't you wearing a little bellyband? And your hair isn't in little buns!"

Nezha let out a long sigh, suppressing his feelings as the book in his hands crinkled under his grip. "Because I've grown up, okay?"

"Nezha, could you stop circling me on your Wind-Fire Wheels all the time? I'm about to throw up from watching you spin."

Nezha looked smug. "Mortal, this is the crown prince's privilege. How dare you complain?"

"You're not using them as height boosters, are you?" Qi Zhao suddenly had an idea and looked him up and down.

Theme: What you can't forget will surely echo back