The Heir Is Sweet and Gentle (Transmigrate Into a Book)

Ruan Linsheng, who had transmigrated into a book, was determined to be a lazy fish and stick to the plot. No face-slapping, no flashy antics. He was just a clueless, rich young heir.

The night before he was about to set off for the capital, assassins appeared.

He fled for his life, only to forget that beauty could be a deadly trap.

Somehow, he met Mr. Tao, fell in love at first sight (or rather, lust at first sight), and decided to lure him into bed.

But Mr. Tao was so refined and above reproach. How could he be so forward? No, no, he had to take it slow.

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Tao Ling had endured a difficult life and was working hard to stay alive so he could clear his father's name. The night before he was due to sit the imperial examinations in the capital, he met a boy wearing a fox mask.

He looked like he should be quite handsome, but perhaps he wasn't very bright. Tao Ling thought as he watched the boy sprawl on the ground.

Still, that was fine. He liked handsome people who weren't too clever.

He knew the boy liked him, but the difference in their status kept him from responding.

He guessed Ruan Linsheng understood his concerns too, which was why he had never said it outright and was giving him time to rise through the ranks.

Then one day, a drunken Ruan Linsheng asked him, his face red:

"Mr. Tao, why won't you sleep with me? Is something wrong with you?"

A man can't let anyone say he isn't up to the task, especially the person he loves.

But in the end, he still bathed him, dressed him, and tucked him into a warm, cozy bed.

Pressing his forehead against his, he murmured with restrained longing:

"You heartless little thing. It's only because I love you."

That's why I can't bring myself to touch you.

I may walk slowly, but I never turn back.

1. Don't be fooled by the blurb. This isn't all that innocent and pure. The shou is shamelessly lustful and only thinks about taking advantage of the gong.

2. The pacing is on the slow side. I'll try to keep it funny.

3. This is the author's first story, so please be kind.

Theme: I don't love you. I just want your body