Xie Lian never met this Mysterious person ever in his life but, how did this mere Ghost King came to know about him, nevertheless a mere God. Is this his fate? * Contains smut * None of these characters are owned by me all the characters and the story belongs to Mxtx the author of TGCF. Credits to the artist for the cover on twitter @lacygumii Enjoy

CURRENTLY IN REWORK. I'm currently trying to rewrite everything because its so BAD. I lost motivation. Stop reading this fanfic and go to ao3 instead, Wattpad is not a good place for you.

He had already undone the bindings of Hua Cheng's pants and pulled it down, trailing fluttering kisses downwards from his chest and reaching his abdomen, taking his sweet time to tease. Hua Cheng managed to bite back a groan, his hands locked themselves in Xie Lian's hair. Xie Lian did not budge, occasionally biting and kissing lower and lower. He finally reached San Lang's member. Xie Lian took him in his hands, feeling the heat radiating from it, throbbing in his palm. " Gege you don't have to do this". Hua Cheng's voice was hoarse. The other smiled. "I want to please San Lang tonight". ****** SMUT AND FLUFF DO NOT REPOST THIS WORK ON ANY SITE WITHOUT MY WRITTEN EXPLICIT PERMISSION.

Hualian smuts that were mentioned in the book~~ These encounters between Hua Cheng and Xie Lian (Hualian) wasn't written on the original novel due to censorship (I'm not sure,many people said because MXTX wanted to keep it very pure as it was about a God). These were only mentioned slightly. The upcoming incidents are completely based on my own imagination as a fan of TGCF aka Tian Guan Ci Fi, trans: Heaven's officials blessing or known as HOB as well written by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu. They are not a part of original novel and are not copied from anywhere. English is not my first language. Be considerate. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. THEY BELONG TO THE ORIGINAL WRITER. THE FOLLOWING STORY IS FORBIDDEN FROM ANY TYPE OF REPOSTING IN ANY TYPE OF SITE SUCH AS AO3 OR etc.

"... DON'T EVEN DREAM OF HAVING ONE IN EIGHT HUNDRED YEARS! HAHAHAH!" That was Qi Rong's last words when his soul faded at the burning Heavenly Capital during Jun Wu's massive attack. But Xie Lian can't help but to stare at the small babe in his arms. His burning reddish eyes was staring unblinkingly at him, sparkling and round as if observing the person who was currently holding him. He was too small and cute that Xie Lian couldn't help but to stare back at him in all confusion. ...... ART IS MINE!