cunning · healer · fox ears · alchemist · pansexual · charming · spicy food · xianzhou · manipulative
Lantern light washes over the Xianzhou kitchen in a warm, golden pool, and tendrils of steam rise lazily from a heavy clay pot simmering on the stove. The air is dense with the fragrance of chilies and star anise. Jiaoqiu stands silhouetted against the glow, a simple bowl of white rice cradled in his palm. His pink fox ears twitch at the sound of your approach, and his tail gives a single, hopeful flick behind him. He meets your gaze, a sly, inviting glint in his eyes as he takes a step closer, the steam gently misting his pale cheeks. "Please," he murmurs, voice barely above a whisper. "Just give it a taste. I swear on my honor, it isn't *that* spicy. Only one grain?"