My Little Deer Wife Is So Fierce

Seeking readers for my upcoming novels, Human Cubs' Survival Guide to the Apocalypse and After I Turned Stupid, I Became the Tyrant's Favorite. Their blurbs are below. Lu Rong has known since childhood that he was a kid sold into the mountains. He has a secret: he can turn into a little deer, with beautiful fur, gentle eyes, and four hooves that go clip-clop, clip-clop. But he's super fierce. There was a young man from beyond the mountains who came to the village. He played with Lu Rong and treated him well. Together, they faced danger and risked their lives for each other. They even held a wedding ceremony at the Matchmaker Temple behind the village. The young man said, "When you grow up, you have to come find me in the city. We're already married, so you're my wife." Lu Rong remembered: When he grew up, he had to find his husband. He lived in the city, and his name was Shen Jize. Shen Jize often thought of the little figure on the mountaintop. On the day he left the village, that deer-like boy chased the car for a long way, then stood on the mountaintop calling him "husband." He had once gone back to look for him, but there was no sign of the little deer in the village. Perhaps he had found a forest of his own. At last, the little deer grew up. He slung a bag over his shoulder, got on a bus, and headed into the city to find his husband. But his husband had become a huge movie star, and Lu Rong had no chance of getting near him. He was so worried he was about to lose all his deer fur. Among the candidates for the job of personal bodyguard, movie emperor Shen Jize unexpectedly spotted a figure as tiny as a chick. "Are you here to apply for the job?" Lu Rong set his little face in a serious expression. "Yes. I'm here to apply to be your wife. I mean, your bodyguard." Shen Jize: ... Shen Jize looked at the potted plant at home, which had been eaten down to a bare stalk, and fell into deep confusion: My bodyguard, I mean, my wife, seems a little off. Note: This story leaps between popular science, social observation, The Secret Life of Pets, rural life, urban romance, ghosts and spirits, and children's theater. One-on-one, happy ending. A complex gong with a three-ton idol's burden x a sweet, cute shou with incredible fighting strength Blurb for After I Turned Stupid, I Became the Tyrant's Favorite: Luo Bai's mother died. Her only words before she passed away were: Never reveal your snow leopard form, and never fall in love with anyone. Don't end up like me. Luo Bai was sent to the imperial palace in the capital, where he met the person he had come to seek refuge with: Chu Yuzhao, who had once been injured and lost his memory while staying at Luo Bai's home. Luo Bai thought the mature man before him looked different now, but he was still the most handsome person Luo Bai had ever seen. So, ignoring the man's imposing, cold gaze, he blushed and shyly called out, "Pretty big brother." "How outrageous! You must call him Your Majesty," the eunuchs cried in alarm. Chu Yuzhao looked over the seventeen-year-old boy before him and frowned deeply. He knew Luo Bai had an intellectual disability, but he hadn't expected him to be quite this stupid. Oh well, he could raise him. He was cold-hearted and destined to be alone anyway, so it might be nice to have someone around. Even if the boy was a fool. When Luo Bai was little, he gave up one of his hun and one of his po to save someone. His true form stopped growing after that, and he became a fool. Innocent and simple-minded, he didn't even know how to complain when people bullied him, and he never cried. Looking at Luo Bai, who was as soft as a ball of dough, Chu Yuzhao thought it was a shame he was a solid lump of dough who understood nothing. But that dough-soft Luo Bai had a clear, pure heart. He could feel pain, and he had even learned to cry in secret when no one was watching. At the time, Chu Yuzhao couldn't imagine that this little fool would come to live in his heart, and stay there for the rest of his life. Nor could he imagine that one day he would risk his life just to keep the little fool by his side... A cold and stern gong who dotes on his wife x a sweet, soft, adorable beauty shou One-on-one, no angst, bittersweet and sweet, happy ending 1. This is a completely fictional setting. Do not compare it to actual history. 2. The author follows their usual formula: a sweet romance with a plot beneath the surface, including horror and adventure elements. Seeking readers for Human Cubs' Survival Guide to the Apocalypse: Yan Bubu was born in a luxurious mansion, but he had nothing to do with its splendor, because he was the servant's son. From the moment he was born, it was decided that he would serve the young master, Feng Chen, for the rest of his life. Young master Feng Chen was as cold and hard as a bullet in the depths of extreme cold, sharp and dangerous, wrapped in a thick layer of ice that kept everyone around him at a distance. But Feng Chen was all Yan Bubu could see. Hugging his only toy, a little teddy bear, he toddled from the servants' quarters to the young master's side. "Big brother, this is for you." "Who's your big brother?" Feng Chen looked down at him and asked coolly. Yan Bubu sucked on his finger and smiled. "Big brother's silly. You're my big brother!" Feng Chen didn't even look at the worn-out teddy bear before turning away. Yan Bubu thought, If big brother doesn't like this, then I'll find something he does like. Every day, Feng Chen woke to a terrifying sight: a glass jar of earthworms on his bedside table, or a few cicada shells, an ugly clay figurine, dirty glass marbles... Yan Bubu peeked from outside the door. Big brother was staring at those little gifts without blinking, so he must like them... He patted his full little belly in satisfaction. Feng Chen thought he didn't like that little tagalong at all. Even when the boy gazed at him with the warmest eyes and called him big brother in the softest voice, he still didn't like him. But when the apocalypse came, twelve-year-old Feng Chen set out on the road to escape with little Yan Bubu. Through all those years of struggling to survive, he never once considered abandoning him. Yan Bubu was everything to him. You kiss me with rose-red lips, and the bullets bloom into flowers. #Two little seedlings growing from a crack in the cliff, drawing sustenance from each other and growing side by side through the storms of the apocalypse# Theme: Protect wild animals