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After transmigrating, Fufeng paid the price for her transmigration and second life by writing novels. To gather material more effectively, she joined a team at a cultivation academy.
The team's gentle, refined, otherworldly young immortal, Duan Hechuan, who was also an excellent cook, was the inspiration for the scum male lead in her novel.
Fufeng competed alongside him and her teammates, traveled with them, and finally survived alongside them. Everything was wonderful, except that Fufeng noticed Duan Hechuan's gaze on her growing stranger and stranger.
Fufeng thought Duan Hechuan had found out she'd been using him as inspiration. One day, he suddenly stopped her. "There's something I want to tell you."
Fufeng thought the secret was finally out and decided she should just apologize!
Fufeng said, "Hear me out."
Duan Hechuan said, "I like you."
They froze: "..."
They stared in shock: "???"
Something seemed a little off...
Duan Hechuan returned reborn, determined to find the person who had killed his family in his previous life. Before he knew it, however, he had grown closer to the people around him. They had all come together because of Fufeng. As the days passed, he sank deeper into her smiles. She didn't know they were engaged, much less that he was her betrothed.
He fell helplessly for Fufeng's smile, but watching her beam at everyone made the darkness in his heart grow wildly, until he could no longer keep it under control.
He wanted her to look at him.
He wanted her to look only at him.
At long last, he worked up the courage to tell her how he felt. But then he saw a notebook fall from Fufeng, and heard her explanation.
On the cover, in big, unmistakable characters, was the title:
"After Young Master Duan's Substitute White Moonlight Ran Away Pregnant"
Duan Hechuan: "???
So she was only using me as writing material???"
At last, one day, Duan Hechuan could take it no more and cornered Fufeng to ask:
"Did you ask me to join your team for the tournament back then?"
Fufeng said softly, "...For character research."
"And suggest that we travel together?"
Fufeng answered timidly, "...To gather inspiration and flesh out the plot."
Duan Hechuan gritted his teeth. "Then why did you write me falling madly in love with someone else, spending every day tangled up together, and doing it... seven times in one night?!"
Fufeng replied firmly, "That part can't be changed! It has to stay! The plot needs it for the passionate scene!"
"..."
#HowIsUsingYouAsResearchMaterialNotTheSameAsOnlyLookingAtYou
#LOLMyFianceeDoesntSeeMeAsAManOrEvenAsHuman
[Notes]
Cheerful transmigrated young writer x Reborn tsundere young immortal
A silly, cozy, sweet little story about a young team exploring the world
Nobody thinks normally; both sides are equally lovesick
My take on nontraditional cultivation, an extremely low-magic world, and tons of original headcanons!!!
The blurb has been revised, but the content is unchanged.
Theme: Reshape the world with a pen
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