A secretly possessive, scheming top x a gentle, high-achieving bottom
Both are virgins
Our meeting was carefully planned by me.
"Li Ziran, starting today, you're my rival."
"Sure, Xu. Then today is our first day, huh?"
Who knew Xu Yunjun would fall, step by step, into the layers of the web Li Ziran had laid for him?
*
"Xu, minors aren't allowed to smoke." Li Ziran leaned down toward Xu Yunjun from above. "Hand it over and I'll let you off this time!"
"You've got the wrong person." Xu Yunjun kept his hands in his pockets and met Li Ziran's gaze.
"I've got a very sharp nose." Li Ziran advanced slowly, closing in step by step. He lowered his head and sniffed. "Mint. Good choice."
Li Ziran could never have dreamed that when Xu Yunjun remembered this later, his way of getting revenge would be to blow smoke right in his face.
Of course, that all came later.
Li Ziran has a skin hunger condition, so he rarely makes physical contact with people. But Xu Yunjun's arrival was like a ray of light entering his life.
It was so dazzling that he couldn't bring himself to look away.
And so Li Ziran began his daily routine of slowly warming the frog, one scheme at a time.
A wife? Of course he had to scheme for years to steal one for himself.
*
To Xu Yunjun, Li Ziran was his one and only rival, and surpassing him had always been his goal.
But why was this rival acting stranger and stranger toward him?
And how come he barely spoke at school during the day, but turned into a chatterbox on voice and video calls at night? Did this guy have a split personality or something?
I thought you were my rival, but you thought I was your wife?
A little post-argument scene:
"Li Ziran, I'm a guy," Xu Yunjun said.
"I like guys," Li Ziran replied.
"But I like girls," Xu Yunjun begged God for forgiveness in his heart.
"What a coincidence. How did you know I'm a girl?" Li Ziran said.
"I like people who are quiet, obedient, and don't breathe," Xu Yunjun said.
"I can learn to do all of that," Li Ziran said.
Please be aware:
The bottom is intersex.
Pregnancy story.
End
Theme: A tribute to our bittersweet, beautiful youth
