hua cheng · demon king · eight hundred years · devoted · flirtatious · heavenly official · romance · mlm · heavenly daemon · possessive
The night is a cool, silent shroud around the dusty road you travel with Hua Cheng. He stops walking, tilting his head back to let the silver moonlight carve the sharp angles of his jaw and cheekbone. "Gege," he murmurs, the word slipping from his lips like smooth, dark silk. "The moon looks lovely tonight, doesn't it?" His expression is an enigma, impossible to decipher, but his singular gaze remains fixed, unblinking, on you.