On the Self-Cultivation of a Cross-Dressing Master

When they came out of the office, Gu Ziyan immediately blocked Xiujin in the hallway. "If you can give up pursuing Gu Ying, I can teach you tomorrow's problems."

Xiujin looked the new student up and down. "You?"

Gu Ziyan proudly lifted his chin. "Is being in the top ten in the grade not good enough?"

Later, though, Gu Ziyan leaned over Xiujin's desk for help with a problem, putting on a soft, coy voice. "Class monitor, would you mind helping a helpless girl like me?"

He dragged over Jiang Dui's chair, draped his whole body across the desk, lightly tapped Xiujin's test paper with one finger, and handed him a pen. "I still don't really understand the problems you'll be teaching tomorrow. Could you help me out, class monitor?"

Xiujin raised his eyes and stared at Gu Ziyan. "How could someone who's always on the honor roll like me possibly be qualified to teach the school bully who's in the top ten, hmm?"

Gu Ziyan: "...At least I once devoted myself to your career."

Narrowing his eyes, he forced his voice to turn soft. "Shouldn't you take some responsibility?"

Amused, Xiujin took the pen from "soft-spoken Gu Ziyan."

"Fine. I'll take responsibility for the school bully."

Later, Xiujin: "Wifey, do you want a husband? Just say the word and I'll send one right over."

Gu Ziyan: "Get lost. I don't. I want a cute little wife with curves."

Xiujin x Gu Ziyan (bottom)

Content warning: One character is intersex, and the bottom has the perfect straight-man mindset.

Theme: A sweet little love story