The CEO Is Always Getting Face-Slapped

An old story reposted with a major revision throughout. The official version is published exclusively on Jinjiang. All versions circulating online are pirated, and I will not entertain any warnings or complaints related to piracy.

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[Strong, naturally airheaded country bumpkin bottom x face-slapping specialist CEO top]

At first sight of the country bumpkin,

Zheng Xuan was certain he would never marry him.

After getting their marriage license and living under the same roof,

Zheng Xuan was certain he would never share a bed with him.

Lying in bed with his husband in his arms,

Zheng Xuan rubbed his swollen face and said, "Okay, I get it now!"

[Reader's Guide]

1. Both are virgins, older top, marriage before love, ABO setting.

2. A silly, brainless sweet treat with no angst throughout.

3. This is a revised repost of an old story from six years ago. Many changes have been made, so the new version takes precedence for all details.

--Currently serializing next door: The Professional Bootlicker Who Only Sees Money--

[Greedy, stingy bootlicker bottom x moody sugar daddy top]

As a professional bootlicker, Fang Yuan lived by the principle of serving whoever paid the most.

Whoever offered the highest price got his undivided service, sweet words, and eager assistance. That was how he thrived among the rich young heirs.

Until the eldest young master of the Lu family came looking for him.

Facing the handsome and wealthy Lu Heng, Fang Yuan smiled ingratiatingly. "What can I do for you, Young Master Lu?"

Lu Heng: "I hear you're good at being a simp?"

Fang Yuan politely corrected him: "A bootlicker."

Lu Heng opened a box full of cash. "Same thing."

Fang Yuan immediately rubbed his hands together like a fly. "Same thing, same thing. You're quite right."

Although Lu Heng paid generously, his moods were unpredictable, and he acted like a lunatic.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan was a bootlicker with professional integrity. He put every effort into figuring out Lu Heng's moods, and his work became more and more effortless.

Just as he was thinking that serving only Young Master Lu might not be so bad, he turned a corner and ran into a group of rich heirs using the fact that he'd once had a secret crush on his dream guy, Song Jingran, as a topic of conversation.

So Lu Heng had only sought him out because of a bet: who could make Fang Yuan fall for someone else?

Fang Yuan hid in a corner, rubbing his chin. He wondered how everyone had learned about his secret crush, while silently cursing them: he wouldn't give the time of day to any of them, even if they threw themselves at him!

Then his gaze shifted to the person in the middle. Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Fang Yuan consoled himself: he was only being paid to do a job, and the biggest taboo in this line of work was catching real feelings.

The next second, Lu Heng's thin lips parted. "Did I ever say I'd make a bet with you?"

Fang Yuan just barely stopped himself from taking a step forward, his heart pounding.

Lu Heng added, "If you kick a dog, you have to consider its owner. Don't let me hear you talking about him again."

Hearing that, Fang Yuan clenched the fist he'd just loosened.

He knew it: there was absolutely no way he could fall for Lu Heng!

Bonus scene:

Fang Yuan, thinking of running away, is blocked at the door.

Lu Heng looks at him with a faint smile. "Take off your clothes."

Fang Yuan covers his chest. "Boss, just because I see money and go for it doesn't mean I'll take just anything!"

Lu Heng snorts and pulls open Fang Yuan's school uniform jacket. A pile of diamonds, jewelry, and luxury car keys tumbles out. "If you don't want to work, then you'd better pay it all back, Fang."

Fang Yuan stares at his confiscated stash and sheds two long streams of tears. "I'll do it, I'll do it! Isn't doing it enough?"

Theme: Everything happens for the best.