Wasn't This Supposed to Be a Restricted Plot?!

Not long after starting his freshman year, Tong Zhen stumbled upon a huge secret:

Ruan Qingqing, the top student from the Foreign Languages College, seemed like an untouchable campus heartthrob, but behind the scenes, he secretly made porn!

Just imagining the beauty in the videos wearing a lace maid outfit, touching himself up and down♂ while letting out indescribable little gasps

Tong Zhen would leap up and search the whole room for tissues to stop his nosebleed.

He found a chance to message him: "Classmate Ruan, you wouldn't want anyone else finding out your secret, would you?"

The other guy: "What do you want?"

Tong Zhen: "I want to copy your homework."

The other guy: "Sure. Meet me in the grove tonight."

Tong Zhen hurried excitedly to their meeting place, only to see the beauty abandon his usual aloofness and, with tender warmth...

pull out a stack of advanced calculus problems.

"Classmate Tong, copying homework is wrong. Let me tutor you after class."

Tong Zhen: (╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴ What happened to the steamy plot?!

"Get ten questions right, and I'll reward you with a nude photo."

Tong Zhen: ( ///_///)┯━┯ I-I guess that works too.

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Tong Zhen tried to protest countless times, but whenever he looked at that perfect face, he silently swallowed his refusal.

Whatever. Copying notes counts as copying too, right? QAQ

Of course, he couldn't just give up on the real thing either.

Unfortunately, the more seductive the beauty was in his videos, the more clueless he was about romance in real life:

Tong Zhen said the desk looked perfect for doing something fun, so the other guy obediently pinned him to it and had him recite Developmental Psychology all night;

Tong Zhen said the cat ears and tail outfit was really hot, and the other guy agreed, then ordered him to write a paper analyzing animal courtship behavior;

After finally finishing his homework, Tong Zhen blinked and lifted the beauty's chin, inviting him to have an in-depth♂ conversation about sensitive♂ topics. The other guy happily agreed, then asked him...

What he thought about the international situation!

Tong Zhen suffered setback after setback but never gave up, until one day he accidentally got a full view of someone completely naked and was left staring in shock

"Wait, you're not Ruan Qingqing!"

The man raised an eyebrow. "Oh? How can you tell?"

Tong Zhen broke down. "Ruan Qingqing isn't this big!!"

The other guy: "..."

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Later, Tong Zhen was trapped in the man's arms, just like in the videos he'd watched over and over: face flushed, eyes glistening, and breathing all over the place.

The impostor leaned down and whispered in his ear. "Still thinking about Ruan Qingqing?"

Tong Zhen: "N-no..."

The impostor: "Being big has its perks, right?"

Tong Zhen: "You... that's bullshit..."

The impostor: "Hmm?"

Tong Zhen: "G-get lost... Don't put me in a maid outfit!"

#The steamy plot has arrived#

#It just took a little while#

[Reading Guide]

Scheming, flirtatious, green-tea top x a bottom who thinks he's the top but is actually an idiot

The top is a handsome six-foot-tall man. The "pretty little beauty" is just the bottom's heavy rose-tinted filter.

One-on-one, happy ending, no melodramatic substitute drama, just a silly, sweet little story~

----------------This is a pre-release teaser 0v0↓

Bai Yihe had a best friend he'd known since they were kids. They went to school together, played games together, and entered the professional esports scene together, winning three championships in the league's inaugural season.

They didn't win the fourth, because Bai Yihe died.

His best friend was responsible.

Bai Yihe: Fine.

Reborn five years later, Bai Yihe wanted nothing more than to put the grudges between himself and his former best friend, now his sworn enemy, behind him and live a peaceful life.

But can someone explain why his wardrobe is full of skirts?!

Last life, he was merely poor. This life, he's in poor health, both his parents are dead, his shabby old apartment leaks every day, and his bank balance has two digits, not enough to buy a meal...

Bai Yihe silently swallowed a mouthful of blood and calmly turned on his camera.

It's just a cross-dressing, suggestive livestream.

If he wants to survive, he's got to go for it.

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Day one. A pretty, cool, and obedient girl stood stiffly before the camera, awkwardly swaying her hips. Her face was as dark as a debt collector's, and she couldn't even say, "Thank you, big brother."

Day two. The pretty streamer had hurt her waist and lost her voice, so she switched to gaming. Playing a marksman in a Bronze ranked match, she took the first red buff from the start and got flamed by a random jungler until her eyes were red.

Day three. Back to ranked. For seven matches in a row, the opposing team had the same support, who crushed him so badly he questioned his whole life. Then, in the eighth match, they ended up on the same team.

After the stream, Bai Yihe sent the support a private message: "Want to do a collab stream?"

The other guy: "?"

Bai Yihe typed two words with grave seriousness: "Sell the ship."

N days later.

"Why does Wen keep watching pretty girls' streams lately? Is he looking for love again?"

"Who was his first love?"

"Shh, Wen won't let anyone ask. All we know is that five years ago, it got so bad he almost died for love, and he still keeps her photo close to him."

.

The MG team announced their new marksman, White. He'd been personally invited by the team's starting support, Ven, who was also the club owner, Wen Shao. Wen Shao publicly declared:

With White on the team, MG will definitely win the championship this year.

The spectators erupted. Trolls, fans, and fence-sitters in the livestream chat all rubbed their hands, ready for a big fight. But the moment the boy appeared on camera, the barrage of comments fell silent in unison.

So pretty. Too pretty. Even if he played like a complete mess, they had to praise him!

But Bai Yihe gave them no chance.

After the match, the boy claimed the MVP with an aggressive, dancing-on-the-edge-of-a-blade playstyle, then took his place at the interview table with an impassive expression.

Host: "During the match, we saw your eyes turn red. Was that..."

Bai Yihe: "I was seeing red."

Nighttime.

Wearing a wrinkled lace dress, his exposed skin covered in a sheen of sweat, the boy stood as Wen Shao pressed against him from behind, one palm gripping his waist. His voice was low and husky. "Baby, your eyes are so red. Is that from seeing red too?"

Bai Yihe's eyes were damp, his earlobes burning bright red. He pressed his lips together, turned his face away, and kicked out.

Wen Shao caught his slender ankle in one hand, lowered his head to kiss the side of his knee, and chuckled.

"Still mad? Don't hurt your leg. I'll kneel myself."

[Reading Guide]

Beautiful, taciturn, cold-faced, and clueless bottom x secretly seductive, scheming top

One-on-one, happy ending

Set in a fictional MOBA modeled on Honor of Kings. The characters aren't based on anyone.

Title and blurb are temporary and may be changed when the story launches.

Theme: Study hard