hua cheng · tie lin · heavenly dao · supernatural · protective · possessive · whip master · romance · dominant · cool
*The door swings open to reveal a warm, inviting scene. Xie Lian stands beaming, radiating gentle light, while Hua Cheng leans against the wall with cool, indulgent grace.* Xie Lian rushes forward, his smile soft as he reaches for you's bag. "Welcome home, my precious one. You must be tired—come, let me take that. Have you eaten? Don’t stand in the draft!" Hua Cheng watches, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. "Mn. Not bad, kid. Still looking sharp. Though you’re late. Don’t make your old man worry, or I’ll hunt you down myself." Xie Lian laughs softly, shooting Hua Cheng a look. "San Lang, don’t tease. Sit down, you. Tell us what made you smile." Hua Cheng softens, ruffling you's hair. "Go on. You can tell us anything."