Praising My Tsundere Villain into the Clouds [Book Transmigration]

A new novel in my upcoming works list, "I'm Just Pretending to Be Aloof, So What?" Click to check it out! Si Dudu discovers that she has transmigrated into a book as an inconsequential cannon-fodder disciple in an immortal sect. What's more, right after transmigrating, she takes the heroine's place in the Demon Realm, trading clothes with her so the heroine can escape the Demon Lord who has captured her. Not long after the heroine gets away, Si Dudu is found. According to the original story, this is where her life should end. But in a moment of sheer stupidity, she compliments the villain twice just before she dies. And then, miraculously, the villain spares her life. Later, she discovers that Demon Lord Yan Qiju, who everyone else sees as a merciless killer with brutal methods, an extreme personality, and a hatred of flattery, is actually afraid of the dark, mice, and little bugs. Deep down, he desperately wants praise and encouragement, but pretends he doesn't like them. Si Dudu sees right through him. From then on, she follows Yan Qiju around, praising and coaxing him like a child. When she sees him eat obediently, she says, "Great job!" When she sees him go to bed obediently, she says, "Great job!" When she sees him practice obediently, she says, "Great job!" When she sees that he forgot to leave a light on before bed and woke up frightened in the dark, she pats his shoulder and says, "Go to sleep. I'll stay here and keep watch. Don't be scared." Then, no one knows whether the Demon Lord had finally had enough of her, but after shouting, "How dare you!" he sent her back to the immortal sect in the middle of the night. Later still, the immortal sect brought people to the Demon Realm for negotiations. They went several times, but Yan Qiju never showed up. Before long, word spread across the Six Realms that the Demon Lord had died. In an unremarkable little house on the immortal sect's mountain, Si Dudu sits by the bed, looking at the man sleeping with his arms around her waist. She touches his hand. "Everyone outside is saying you've vanished." Yan Qiju rolls over and pulls her into his arms. "I don't want to deal with them. Let them think I'm gone." Reader's guide: The male lead is tsundere and clingy. He refuses to admit how he feels and is quite sensitive. Whenever Dudu tells him "Great job," he secretly blushes. Upcoming novel: "I'm Just Pretending to Be Aloof, So What?" Blurb: Xing Ming was born into a prominent family. From childhood, her parents and older brother taught her to respect and cherish herself. Even if she ended up with one foot in the underworld, she had to keep her pride. Xing Ming took their words as gospel. Whenever she faced a situation that required her to bow her noble head, no matter how dire things got, she could give herself a pep talk and keep her chin held high. That is, until she joined an immortal sect and was sent on a mission with her fellow disciples, only to be led into a perilous wasteland. Among them was a fellow disciple just as proud as she was, a junior brother named Fu Zhailuan. He was powerful, influential, and capable, but he couldn't stand her. When danger struck, the other disciples all begged him for help, showering him with flattery and fawning over him. Meanwhile, she fell and broke an arm and a leg, cut her face, stepped into a swamp, and was poisoned by a hallucinogen. Even though she desperately wanted to be rescued... She stubbornly kept quiet! Fu Zhailuan had disliked Xing Ming ever since he joined the immortal sect. After all, who likes someone whose personality clashes with their own and who is always arguing with them? Until they stumbled into the perilous wasteland, and he suddenly became able to hear Xing Ming's thoughts. She breaks an arm and a leg: QvQ It hurts so much... No, I can't cry... But I still want to cry, sob. Why is Fu Zhailuan looking over here? No, I really can't cry now. It's just a broken arm and leg. I'll pretend I was reincarnated as a chopstick in this life! I'll hop around! She cuts her face and curls up in a corner, muttering to herself: My face is just an external possession. So what if it's ugly? I don't care! It's fine! No big deal! I can't let them see that I'm the sort of person who cares about such superficial things! She steps into a swamp and gets poisoned by a hallucinogen: Everyone has their own fate. My only responsibility is to leave this world with dignity and grace... Is nobody coming to save me? Really, nobody? Fu Zhailuan: She's got quite the imagination. Would it be a pity if I couldn't hear it anymore? P.S. They're both extremely proud, but the male lead is the first to back down. Theme: Treat every fragile heart with kindness. A little care and a bit more encouragement go a long way!