My Versatile, Adorable Husband Begs His Wife to Spoil Him

One-on-one romance + both leads are pure + matriarchal world + System + abuse scumbags and face-slapping + transmigrate into a book + sweet romance

Chang Yue transmigrated into a book, one that was a pro-man story dressed up as a matriarchal novel. The male lead was a complete scumbag, yet the lofty Third Princess kept fawning over him. She could only return home by completing the System’s missions to punish the scumbag and slap him in the face, thereby rewriting the story’s ending.

Pei Wanzhou: “Chang Yue, you’ll never have my body or my heart.”

The woman gracefully looped an arm around him, then beckoned the little fox by her side with a finger. “Pei Wanzhou, look at yourself. How do you measure up to my A Mian? Don’t talk as if anyone actually wants you.”

In front of everyone, Chang Yue kissed Ling Yumin on the cheek. “Mwah! So delicious. Pei Wanzhou, don’t forget that women rule this world. You’re not the only man around.”

Pei Wanzhou clenched his robe, his knuckles whitening. “Chang Yue, have you no shame?”

Chang Yue: “Shame? A man dares criticize a woman? Guards, give him fifty strokes!”

On the bed, Ling Yumin had washed up nice and early and curled beneath the covers to warm it for Chang Yue.

The young woman wore a pale-purple high-waisted gauze dress that accentuated her alluring figure. She tugged at the edge of the covers, and the next moment, someone pushed her down onto the bed.

A fluffy white fox tail wound around Chang Yue’s waist. “Wife, let A Mian take care of you tonight.”

Taken by surprise, Chang Yue shrank back.

Ling Yumin: “Wife, don’t be afraid. A Mian will teach you.”

Chang Yue smiled, grabbed the fox tail, and flipped them over to take control. Her fingertips caressed Ling Yumin’s fair, tender face. “Who said I was afraid?”