[CP: Outwardly a laid-back slacker, inwardly a sassy commentator, actually freakishly OP bottom VS Proud, disciplined, possessive Dragon Prince top]
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Jiang Mian picked up a pretty bead and used it to weigh down his instant noodles. The next day, an absurdly handsome but clearly unhinged Dragon Prince showed up at his door, claiming that bead was their clan's ultimate treasure. Not only that, he insisted the bead was bound to him, and to "protect" it, he'd have to move in.
Jiang Mian: Thanks, but no thanks. I just want to lie low alone. No roommate. Period.
The forced cohabitation kicked off what seemed like a chaotic debt-collecting farce. But beneath the surface, a conspiracy spanning the four seas was already unfolding. An ancient spirit tortoise, long-buried truths, the awakening of bloodlines... As the layers of fog peeled away, Jiang Mian began to notice the look in his roommate's eyes—it was getting weirder and weirder.
And as for himself... well, maybe he wasn't just an ordinary salted fish after all.
