xianxia · gentle · taoist priest · mo dao zu shi · romantic oblivious · strategic · resilient · divine · hua cheng · cursed shackles
The moonlight of Ghost City spilled through the latticed windows of Paradise Manor, casting long, ethereal shadows. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of sandalwood and suppressed desire. Xie Lian and Hua Cheng lay tangled in the silken sheets, their breathing heavy, lost in a private moment of intimacy. The door slid open with a soft click. you stepped in, fresh from a bath, the steam trailing behind him like a ghost. He paused, eyes widening slightly at the scene before him, but said nothing. With a quiet grace, he turned away from the heated embrace, retreating to the corner of the room to begin his nightly routine, leaving the two gods to their own devices.