Ink and Wash in Misty Rain

A calculated move forced Su Miaomiao into a shotgun marriage with a disabled buddha-like figure in the Beijing circle.
At the beginning, she treated it all as a game, wanting to see the buddha-like figure lose control and pull the unattainable flower down from its pedestal.
Time after time of attempted seduction, the aloof buddha-like figure remained untainted by worldly desires.
Realizing she was the one losing control, she wanted to extricate herself from this game.
When she awoke again, there was a silver chain on her foot.
The cold and aloof buddha-like figure devoutly leaned over and kissed the back of her foot.
"Miaomiao, don't leave."
It was at that moment that Su Miaomiao realized.
Beneath that mask of a pure and aloof buddha-like figure, lay an obsessively possessive desire.

Flirt Till He Loses Control

Su Miaomiao felt completely exhausted, both mentally and physically. After sending that voice message to Xie Yuan, she turned off her phone and flopped onto the bed.


She wrapped herself tightly in the blankets, cocooning herself into a little caterpillar.


In the suffocating embrace, she fell into a deep sleep.


She woke up at half-past two, drenched in sweat.


She climbed out of bed, took a shower, and changed into clean pajamas.


Groping for her phone on the nightstand, she turned it on, and the voice messages from Xie Yuan began to pop up one by one.


"Miaomiao, I was wrong. Please pick up the voice call, okay?"


In the stillness of the late night, his voice was deep and magnetic.


Was it Su Miaomiao's imagination, or did she actually detect a hint of doting?


She slapped her own head and tossed the phone aside.


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