This Little Fox Has Made the Villain Her Husband

Yun Qian was the most promising detective at the Spirit Beast Police Department. Though he was a snow fox, his soft, adorable looks, which made him resemble a little Pomeranian, had won him the department’s dog-impersonation contest three years in a row. He puffed out his fluffy chest and proudly accepted his first assignment as a fox: going undercover! His superior said the target was an unforgivable villain, vicious-looking and burly, a high-ranking bloodthirsty killer from a different species. Terrified, Yun Qian followed instructions and pretended to be a stray dog by the roadside to attract the target’s attention. But the person who showed up was a handsome man with gentle features. Shocked and nervous, Yun Qian opened his mouth to use his signature dog bark, but what came out was: “Meow.” Xie Ji watched with his own eyes as a fox pretending to be a dog meowed: … Snow fox, Pomeranian, or little kitty, it didn’t matter. If it was wandering the streets, the rule was: whoever got there first took it home! And just like that, Yun Qian was whisked home in no time. He began his undercover mission, full of confidence: Search the study for important documents, but Xie Ji’s cooking was so delicious he forgot all about it. Listen in on Xie Ji’s work calls, but getting his fur stroked felt so good he fell asleep. Follow Xie Ji outside to learn his routines, but Xie Ji bought him a little phone and a Switch, so he stayed home instead. Yun Qian: Sir, I’m sure I’ll get my paws on more important information once I marry the target! He didn’t think Xie Ji could be a villain as evil as he’d been told. His superior had to have gotten something wrong. He would help prove Xie Ji’s innocence. But Xie Ji’s bloodstained hands cupped his cheeks. “Qianqian, I’m sorry. I lied to you.” He said, “Leave me.” Xie Ji had a secret no one knew about. He was willing to give up everything for it, to sacrifice his life and pay any price. But he couldn’t bear to let Yun Qian go. To ensure Yun Qian could be happy, content, and carefree, Xie Ji couldn’t keep him by his side. Just before he closed his eyes in a pool of blood, a snowy-white ball of fur came bounding toward him. What did a fox sound like? Not “The Great Chu rises, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang are kings,” and not “Ding ding ding ding ding.” It was, “Waaa, Xie Ji, don’t die! I don’t want to be a widower! I don’t want to live in a thatched hut while gazing at the whole world, trudging through the mud with the whole world in my heart!” Xie Ji: … He really couldn’t die. First, he needed to turn on parental controls on this little furball’s phone. Mini-scene: On the first day of his undercover mission, Xie Ji worked hard to bathe Yun Qian and cook for him. Yun Qian: Water torture! Bad guy! You poisoned the food! A week into Xie Ji’s undercover mission, he spent money like water buying Yun Qian clothes and toys. Yun Qian: Bribery! Bad guy! You poisoned the clothes! On day 10,086 of Xie Ji’s undercover mission, he coaxed Yun Qian into taking human form, then pinned him to the bed with his wrists restrained. Yun Qian: Bad guy! You’re kissing me! You poisoned my mouth… Huh??? Yun Qian complained to his superior that Xie Ji had poisoned his mouth, and even licked him. He was poisoned. Superior: Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Yun Qian: My body feels all soft, my butt hurts, and my heart’s going thump-thump-thump. Superior: … 【A fierce outwardly but tender, worrywart husband top × a kind-hearted, not-so-bright little fox detective bottom】 1. The bottom is a white-furred little fox, a made-up species that looks like a cute little Pomeranian. 2. Both are each other’s first and only, one-on-one. Coming soon: My Favorite Saint Transmigrates to the Modern World Lan Xi was the Holy Son of the Church. He had been raised from childhood to adulthood as a sacrificial offering. Everyone said he would be the evil god’s most desirable bride. His long hair shone like liquid gold, and his green eyes were like jewels. People hoped his beauty and obedience would persuade the god to grant their kingdom endless riches. On the eve of the sacrifice, Lan Xi transmigrated. A tall man clutching a life-sized body pillow of him appeared before him. Magnificent jewels were piled everywhere, and the display cases behind the man glittered with gold. Lan Xi thought this must be the evil god who would bring wealth to the kingdom. He was to be the god’s bride. * Shen Xinglan had made a name for himself at a young age and was famous in the entertainment industry for being an aloof beauty. The decisive, taciturn movie star everyone knew was, in private, a die-hard fan of the game character Lan Xi. Lan Xi had originally been an R-rank card with no story and no alternate outfits. Only after Shen Xinglan poured money into the game did the developers get the hint and upgrade Lan Xi to SSR, expand his story, release all kinds of thousand-yuan and ten-thousand-yuan outfits, and pile on all sorts of trendy junk. Shen Xinglan would open an account on every server and collect everything related to Lan Xi anyway. From the moment Lan Xi appeared before him in the flesh, Shen Xinglan thought the two of them would live happily ever after. But Lan Xi knelt obediently before him and softly offered to serve him. Shen Xinglan felt the sky collapse. Shen Xinglan knelt even faster than Lan Xi. Lan Xi was the person he loved most in the world, the person he longed to see and dreamed of meeting. He had spent money like water just so Lan Xi could be happy in the game. But when the game’s story filled itself in automatically, he discovered that Lan Xi had lived a wretched, humiliating life since childhood. The Church had brainwashed Lan Xi, telling him he had been born for sacrifice and had no reason to live if he couldn’t be sacrificed. He had been given a life of luxury so the evil god would be drawn to his beauty. In private, he spent every day learning how to please people and how to submit gracefully. Shen Xinglan’s heart broke. He would raise his young, innocent, pitiable wife all over again himself. If his wife had to kneel, he would kneel with him. If his wife wanted to cook for him, he would send him to watch TV and prepare a full imperial feast himself. If his wife wanted to clean, he would show him the robot vacuum and the housekeeper. His wife wanted to serve him. So he let his wife sit on his face. 【A gentle, doting, spendthrift die-hard fan top × an innocent, obedient, beautiful bottom with a tragic past】 Theme: Protect the environment