Knowing Green Mountains Through You

Tough, dark-skinned bottom with a strong build × aloof, powerful top who has a saintly air but a secretly passionate heart

After one confused night, Tian Qing found himself pregnant for ten months in a man's body, then gave birth to a little wolf pup.

The little wolf didn't take human form until he was two, and could finally be taken outside.

The villagers couldn't figure out who the child's mother was, either,

because Tian Qing kept the child's other father a closely guarded secret,

thinking he was probably some kind of demon, a wolf demon.

When they met again, Tian Qing looked at the aloof and noble third young master of the Wenren family, so high above everyone else, and was horrified. It was the man from that night!

He quickly lowered his head and pretended not to recognize him.

The Wenren family, the most powerful clan in Xidu, probably had a whole den of wolf demons living in their home.

But for the sake of his younger sister's family's livelihood, Tian Qing couldn't run away. He could only grit his teeth and take a job as a guard in the Wenren household.

Every day, he was extremely cautious, keeping a yellow talisman tucked against his chest at all times. He didn't know if it could suppress demons, but at least it gave him courage.

Until one day, the third young master suddenly appeared behind him and, unable to resist, lowered his head to inhale the scent of the nape of his neck.

Tian Qing's hair stood on end. He whipped around and slapped a yellow talisman onto that handsome face with a sharp smack.

And then,

the young master laughed in anger.

Tian Qing screamed in fright.

All he wanted to say was, Immortal, please don't kill me. We were husband and wife for one night, after all. That counts for a hundred days of affection.

Besides, our child can't grow up without a mother!

Wenren Ziyan, ranked first on the list of Qingzhou's noble young masters, was the youngest son of the Wenren family. Handsome enough to rival Pan An, he was disciplined and courteous.

But people said that while the young master was perfect in every way, he had no interest in women and was clueless about romance.

Unlike his other brothers in the Wenren family, who roamed the pleasure quarters and were born womanizers.

The umpteenth time he turned down the concubines his father and brothers had sent him,

he asked his eldest brother with a faint smile, "You're willing to debase yourself just to have a child?"

His eldest brother waved a hand. "Our ancestors all did it this way. Otherwise, where would you and I have come from?"

The Wenren family bloodline was thin, and carrying it on was harder than scaling the heavens, so they kept many concubines.

Wenren Ziyan thought nothing of it.

Until an unfamiliar guard suddenly appeared in the household.

He had a sturdy, athletic build, rounded both front and back, and Wenren Ziyan couldn't help glancing at him again and again.

That familiar fragrance stirred something in him, and the restless desire in his body became difficult to endure.

But he was also wary. Someone who seemed so perfectly suited to him, appearing out of nowhere, was often a honey trap.

And this guard was always secretly watching him. Wenren Ziyan knew it perfectly well.

He kept waiting for this man to make a move, waiting for him to slip up.

But what finally came was a yellow talisman flying straight at his face...

The young master didn't understand.

The young master laughed in anger.

But the young master wanted him.

So years later, while his brothers were still lamenting that their homes had no children, Wenren Ziyan kept having them one after another, enough to fill a mahjong table.

Tian Qing's honey-colored chest and the nape of his neck were covered in sweat and bite marks. He resolutely pushed away the man who had wrapped himself around him again.

"Stay away from me! Keep this up and everyone within ten miles will have to take your surname..."

Wenren Ziyan chuckled. "Excellent."

Bonus scene:

A lone moon hung high over the barren frontier desert.

In a broken-down hut, Tian Qing stood awkwardly to one side. Beside him was a huge white wolf that had come with the caravan to provide aid, while two wolf pups, one big and one small, sat obediently at his feet.

After a long silence, Wenren Ziyan asked, "And this is..."

Tian Qing cleared his throat guiltily and pointed at the white wolf. "This is my foster brother."

After another long pause, the young master asked, "And these two..."

The two little wolf pups huddled together, gazed brightly at Wenren Ziyan, and shouted, "Dad!"

The young master laughed in anger again.

He took the aged yellow talisman out of the pouch he carried with him,

then whipped around and slapped it back onto Tian Qing's face.

After years of being blamed for being a demon, he was finally returning the original talisman!

Note: The setting has a touch of fantasy. They aren't demons, it's a matter of species.

Synopsis: As an age of chaos approaches, two people come to know and cherish each other, support one another, achieve their ambitions, and raise a houseful of children.

I've given up trying to polish the blurb. I'm really terrible at this. A dark-skinned, big, sturdy bottom is a niche preference, and I'm just writing what I want to read. Not many people will read it anyway, so I'm letting myself go hahaha...

Also, I'm recovering from an illness, so I'll write whatever comes to mind, without planning the structure or beginning and ending. Just letting loose! Read with caution.

Coming soon: [Lone Soul in the Apocalypse (Farming)]

Yan Miao used to work as a forest ranger. He woke up one day to find the apocalypse had begun.

The animals in the forest had all mutated, and even the plants were eating people.

Fortunately, the dog he'd raised since it was a puppy had mutated too, but was still just as obedient as before.

The man and his dog began the difficult task of surviving in the forest where he'd once worked.

Things hadn't changed that much, really. He used to patrol the mountains, and now he still patrolled the mountains.

The only difference was that the mountain's species had exploded in number and become bizarre and strange.

Still, some familiar faces remained.

They remembered how the forest ranger had helped them before,

so they looked after him quite well.

Thanks to them, Yan Miao was at least able to scrape by.

Yue Zhishen, an elite special-operations soldier,

received his last mission from his superiors: enter the heavily polluted mountains of the eastern region and find the source of the contamination.

Along the way, his squadmates were killed or mutated, until he was the only one left to fend for himself.

Clinging to his last thread of consciousness, he reached the depths of Changbai Mountain, the most heavily contaminated place of all.

Before passing out, he saw Yan Miao riding a huge dog.

Seeing another human here, he thought he was hallucinating.

Yan Miao hadn't seen a fully intact, living person in a long time.

Even though this man's mutation was halfway complete, and his hands and feet had turned into animal claws,

he still dragged him back to his own watchtower.

The wheels of fate began to turn at that moment.

The lone souls drifting through the apocalypse now had company.

Apocalyptic survival, farming, struggling to stay alive, until all things return to life.

Theme: Shed no regrets over a heart full of passion; strive to save the common people.