Transmigrated into the Sweet Romance Novel My Wife Wrote

Shen Sheng, a rich young master, had loved a young celebrity for years. In the end, when the man was being set up, Shen Sheng couldn't hold back any longer. He used himself as medicine and successfully tricked him into marriage. After they married, Shen Sheng showered him with every resource he could. At last, he made him a three-time Golden Award-winning actor. Unfortunately, the agreed-upon divorce date was drawing near, and Qin Gu still treated him with icy indifference, keeping their relationship strictly courteous. Three years of pursuit slowly cooled Shen Sheng's burning passion. In the end, he decided it was all pointless and planned to put an end to his nearly decade-long unrequited love. Before the divorce, he made a bet with his best friend. The author of heartbreaking angst novels, who had made readers' hearts, livers, spleens, and lungs ache, was challenged to write a sweet romance. Angst novelist Shen Sheng :) To fulfill an unrealistic dream, Shen Sheng decided to write his husband, Qin Gu, into the story. He shamelessly filled it with all the scenes he'd only ever dared to imagine in his dreams. He finished writing it blushing, then didn't dare read it a second time. Until one day, he transmigrated into a book… Qin Gu believed he wasn't worthy of Shen Sheng, and that their marriage was nothing but a formality. Their relationship had gotten off to a bad start. After offending the young master, Qin Gu felt that his own shameful thoughts were nothing but wishful thinking whenever he saw that cool, refined face. With their marriage contract about to expire, Qin Gu was relieved that he would finally be able to set Shen Sheng free, when he unexpectedly transmigrated into a novel with himself as the protagonist. The protagonist in the story looked exactly like the young master. Though cool and dignified on the outside, he would come to Qin Gu with red-rimmed eyes, asking for kisses and cuddles. He called him "Brother Qin" all the time, had to curl up in his arms and breathe in his pheromones to sleep soundly, and was as sweet and obedient as a little cat. When he woke up and rubbed his eyes in confusion, he would even call him "husband"... This was going to be the death of him... Content warnings: Both transmigrate into a book, marriage before love, mutual secret crushes ABO If you like this, please check out the companion story, Transmigrating into the Scum-Torturing Novel My Wife Wrote (Transmigration into a Book). Theme: If you can't forget, your feelings will be answered