The Mixed-Race Mogul Took the Cotton-Soft Transfer Student Under His Wing

Because Wen Rui is cripplingly shy, his parents send him abroad to study, supposedly to help him grow. Every day, he hides in his rental and would rather go hungry for days than step outside.

Before he starves to death, he turns into a little plush doll and waves his cotton hands to latch onto a super-rich daddy.

Daddy is handsome and loaded, a famous tycoon in this city. He's generous enough not to mind a shy little mouse sneaking a tiny bite of food from the fridge.

He even secretly prepares a little snack for the shy mouse before meals.

The little introvert is so smitten he can barely think straight. Staring at the muscles shifting beneath Daddy's collar, he takes advantage of the fact that foreigners can't understand Chinese and says whatever he likes:

"Even if Daddy stood in front of me fully dressed, I'd still get handsy with you. Sorry, but I can't leave Daddy alone."

"The only thing that can come between us, big brother, is an extra-thin acai bowl-flavored condom."

"Hocus-pocus, please, Daddy, let me play with your body! QWQ"

Until the seemingly gentle and harmless Daddy grabs Wen Rui in his plush-doll form and repeats in a soft but dangerous voice, in Chinese:

"Acai bowl-flavored, extra-thin?"

Caught red-handed, Wen Rui collapses on the spot and dies with a little squeak.

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The gong is the first mixed-race head of his family, of Russian-Italian descent. He is young and handsome, with sharply defined features and a pair of icy blue eyes that exude authority.

He owns a fortune worth billions, yet is extremely cold and indifferent. He wouldn't give to charity, and he'd rather throw something away than let anyone else touch what he doesn't want to give.

Until he finds an adorable little doll from the East.

The doll is no bigger than his palm, and just as timid. With his pretty little face always downcast, he clambers around looking for food, then hides in a corner to watch whenever he hears the slightest noise.

He's also a little pervert, obsessed with food and sex. Thinking no one can catch him because he's a doll, he mutters outrageous things from his hiding place.

But the moment he's caught and brought out in the open, he curls up in someone's palm and cries in self-imposed exile. His soft cotton body dents with the slightest pressure.

The usually cold and aloof gong is endlessly patient. He not only generously feeds his little darling, but also offers up his abs, gently coaxing the timid treasure into getting comfortable around people.

The little doll even dares to sprawl on top of him, drooling with desire: "That's a huge chicken breast. Oh, I mean, your chest tastes so good!"

The gong pretends not to understand Chinese and always smiles without a word. Only his blue eyes are inscrutable, and his voice is indulgent and sexy: "Tesoro, would you like Chinese, French, Italian, or... me for dinner today?"

Until one day, the little doll finally realizes something is wrong and hurriedly packs up in the middle of the night to run away.

The gong catches him in the act and pins him to the bed with his hands tied in a necktie.

The man's cool fingers brush his cheek, then tuck a strawberry-flavored extra-thin condom into Wen Rui's clothes. With amused precision, he reads his name aloud: "Wen Rui."

"Tesoro, is strawberry-flavored extra-thin enough? Why not try your favorites, mango and pineapple?"

Theme: Love knows no borders.