[Past and present lives + small worlds + transmigrate into a book + intense sweetness and angst + mutual salvation + one-on-one, mutually devoted couple]
[Su Wansang (a soft, sensitive little fox demon) × Zhou Xuanci (a chaste, aloof immortal lord)]
Su Wansang was once again hunting down all kinds of online novels to use as material for her daydreams. This time, she actually transmigrated into a book?
Well, transmigrating was one thing. She could accept having no outside help, but why had she even changed species? Her adventure had every possible buff stacked on it.
But...
Was this really just a simple trip into a dream? Wansang stared at the bedchamber she had never visited before, yet somehow knew as if she had walked its halls a thousand times, and fell into deep thought. And why did the immortal lord before her, who seemed like a god exiled to the mortal realm, always hold her in a way that tugged at her heartstrings so perfectly every time...
“Hmm? Why are you so distracted, Xiao Wan? It seems your master hasn't been trying hard enough.” The pressure of his lips suddenly intensified.
“Wait... No... What's gotten into you?! Don't... Master, I was wrong!” She couldn't push him away or kick him off. All she could do was cry pitifully.
“Baby, why are you looking at me like that?”
Wansang's eyes were red-rimmed. Her trembling hand brushed his stubbled chin. “Did I... forget something?”
“It's all right, baby. It's all right.” His broad arms held the tearful girl tightly. “You're here now. Don't cry, sweetheart...” His heart felt as though it were being slowly cut to pieces, the pain stealing his voice. All he could do was hold her tighter and keep asking, again and again, to make sure she was real.
“Thank you for coming to save me.”
“She is who she is, my pride that will never fade.”
