After transmigrating into a novel, Luo Qingqing only wanted to complete her mission of winning over the male lead and surviving. That was all she asked for. But little by little, everything went off course.

Gu Jing’an, with his mesmerizing phoenix eyes, always looked at her with a pitiful expression. He would softly ask why she only liked him, why she only looked at him, whether she was already tired of him, and beg her to be a little kinder to him, to touch him, to stay with him.

She told herself not to be moved, yet she still could not resist the fact that his gaze was always fixed on her alone.

At a family banquet, Gu Jing’an acted drunk, flailing his arms and muttering that no one was allowed to touch him, because Luo Qingqing would be unhappy. Embarrassed, she quickly stepped forward to cover his mouth. The moment he felt her approach, he immediately went quiet and obedient, leaning into her arms as if he had always been well-behaved.

But once they returned to their room, his eyes turned clear and composed, with no trace of drunkenness at all.

He was a man utterly devoted to love, able to feign grievance just to win her attention—outwardly gentle and clingy, yet secretly possessive, always keeping her at the center of his world.

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