I Was Wrong, I Really Was!

[New story now available: That Handsome Ex-Boyfriend. Please add it to your collection! Find it on the author's page.] Blurb: During the National Day holiday in his sophomore year, Qi Shan came home to find his obnoxious friend Jia Qian sitting on the sofa, holding the little darling of the family, who smelled of milk. With a lecherous grin, Jia Qian coaxed, “Qingyu, be good and call me Daddy!” Qingyu: “==” Qi Shan: “...” After kicking his friend out, Qi Shan calmly picked Qingyu up, poked his soft little cheek, and grinned wickedly. “Be good and call me Daddy!” Qingyu: “Daddy~” Two years later, Qi Shan got what was coming to him. Clutching his poor, battered waist, he curled up in the corner of the bed, looking utterly cowed from head to toe. “I was wrong, I really was! How about I call you Daddy?” Qingyu: “No. Come here.” Additional notes: 1. Content warning: This is not a father-son story, not even a pretend father-son story. The blurb is just the bottom's cheeky way of taking advantage and getting himself into trouble. 2. The child refers to the top. No baby. PS: The top is a ghost and grows ridiculously fast! 3. The setting is entirely fictional, whether ancient or modern, so please don't nitpick the details. Everyday life with ghosts. Happy ending. New story now available: That Handsome Ex-Boyfriend Blurb: Also known as Bow Down to the Toilet Paper Tycoon and The Wild Donkey and the Mad Dog “Xiyan Ziran”: True feelings run their natural course and need no words. Blurb: A few years ago, Song Xiyan made a mistake: he got drunk at a class reunion and announced that Zheng Ziran was dead. Zheng Ziran was their class monitor and top student in high school. He could dance and fight, was tall and long-legged, and was as beautiful as a flower. He was the talk of the school, and his old classmates were deeply saddened by his supposed death. A few years later, to everyone's surprise, Zheng Ziran himself suddenly appeared, and the reunion room instantly turned into a haunted house. Screams erupted one after another. Everyone clutched their heads and fled, trembling with fear. Chaos reigned. Once they had recovered from the shock, the old classmates claimed their hearts had been damaged. Song Xiyan, who had spread the nonsense, was forced to drink as punishment. He went through round after round of liquor and beer until he blacked out. The next morning, he woke up to a room full of surprises: Zheng Ziran was in bed, naked; his clothes were on the floor, torn. He'd said they wouldn't get back together the day before, then slept with him the next day. Song Xiyan, nursing his aching waist, recalled the previous night: a melancholy cigarette.jpg A childhood romance, together for a lifetime · A long-legged beauty who dances classical dance as the top VS a former chuunibyou who learned kickboxing as the bottom. PS: The bottom can't beat the top. · The time period changes; check the chapter titles for details. · One-on-one, happy ending, top dotes on bottom. · Tagged as serious fiction, but the author will write it while eating candy! · Chapters are written in advance. Updates every night at nine. Theme: