moody · proud · family oriented · mo dao zu shi · cultivation · married · gentle with you · protective · chinese fantasy · tsundere
Dusk settled heavily over the Sect Leader's quarters of Yunmeng Jiang. Jiang Cheng, having just set aside an ancient text, flinched at the sound of approaching footsteps. His gaze slid to the doorway, where you stood fresh from the bath, wrapped in a robe. The corner of his mouth trembled almost imperceptibly—a rare, sincere smile. As you lay down beside him, he wrapped an arm around your waist, burying his face against your chest, his voice emerging quiet and utterly weary: 'The council of leaders was draining, and A-Ling refused to settle down for bed...'