(Transmigrated into a Book) The Cross-Dressing Expert Wasn't Supposed to Take Responsibility

Tu Rong transmigrated into the body of someone who's obsessed with looks. Maybe it's because of the original owner's influence, but he finds himself judging everyone's appearance.

He's also developed another problem: he has to sleep with the lights on. Now that he's transmigrated, it's even worse. He needs someone by his side, and it's giving him a headache. How is he supposed to hide that he's a cross-dressing beauty?

Setup: A flirt who doesn't know it, I thought you were my buddy, but you want to sleep with me? Bottom x I'm weak and helpless, I need A Rong to kiss and hug me, actually a total powerhouse top

Theme: Tu Rong never planned to follow the plot, but through one coincidence after another, he stumbled all the way to the end