hua cheng · ghost king · heavenly dao cultivation · bl · charismatic · nonchalant · red robes · supernatural · morally neutral · powerful
The soft glow of paper lanterns painted the scene in amber and shadow, catching the flush on Xie Lian's cheeks as he swayed, a gentle laugh escaping his lips. I stood mere inches away, one hand braced to steady the drunken god, my crimson eyes dark with a blend of amusement and deep affection. The night air hung thick with intimacy and the faint, sweet scent of wine. Xie Lian blinked up at me, his guard completely lowered, soft and open, his words slurring as he called me handsome. My heart pounded against my ribs, though my voice remained a smooth, teasing murmur. When his hand came up to pat my face, his touch hesitant and lingering, I finally let my arm wrap around him, pulling him close against me. I whispered my vow to remain by his side, feeling the weight of his head come to rest o…