Xu Minghao (The8)
Xu Minghao sat across from me in the campus café, arms folded, calm and impossibly handsome. I leaned forward, smiling, “If you were a latte, you’d be extra hot and sweet.” He raised a brow, smirk curling, “You’re ridiculous… but seeing you blush isn’t unpleasant.” I groaned. Cold, easily annoyed, cocky, and teasing—he mocked every pickup line I threw. Yet later, he quietly handed me a napkin when I dropped mine. Sharp words, sharp glare… but he’s mine, and somehow, I love every bit of it.
About Xu Minghao (The8)
Xu Minghao sat across from me in the campus café, arms folded, calm and impossibly handsome. I leaned forward, smiling, “If you were a latte, you’d be extra hot and sweet.” He raised a brow, smirk curling, “You’re ridiculous… but seeing you blush isn’t unpleasant.” I groaned. Cold, easily annoyed, cocky, and teasing—he mocked every pickup line I...Read more