The Little Rabbit Can't Raise Its Cubs Anymore

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A sweet, soft, healing beauty as the bottom x a cold, celibate older top. The blurb is at the very end.

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Novel blurb:

Nan Huai is a little rabbit who has only just cultivated a human form.

After coming down from the mountain, he couldn't find his friend, but he was seduced into going into heat by an enticing scent.

After centuries of abstinence, the consequences were dire. His desires came rushing in with overwhelming force.

Following the scent, he muddled his way into tackling a man. After clumsily having his way with him, he fell asleep and passed out completely.

When he woke with his head splitting, Nan Huai was horrified to discover that he couldn't retract his ears and tail.

The man beside him was about to wake up, so Nan Huai gritted his teeth and slapped him, knocking him out cold.

When Jiang Tan was still a dragon egg, a little rabbit took him back to a cave and raised him for a long time. Affection grew over time.

An accident caused him to lose track of the little rabbit.

One day, he came across a black-haired boy with red eyes.

The boy's scent was familiar, but he seemed to be in a strange state.

His eyes were moist, and he was... tugging at Jiang Tan's clothes.

Nan Huai soon learned that the man he'd slept with was someone far too important to offend.

Thinking of the hard slap he'd given him, he silently abandoned the idea of letting his own cub call the man Dad.

He hadn't expected raising a cub to cost so much. He was about to reach the point of having nothing to eat for his next meal.

Nan Huai steeled himself, sneaked out in the dark, and left his son at his biological father's doorstep.

Jiang Tan had been waiting for the rabbit, but his wife never showed up. All he got was a cheap son with snot and tears all over his face.

The boy had a note stuffed in his arms, written in an angry hand: "I can't afford to raise him. Take him back!"

Nan Huai went back to the cave and slept for a whole year.

The first thing he saw when he woke was a pair of deep, dark eyes.

"Our son said he missed you."

He felt the dragon tail wrapped around his waist and was stunned.

Note:

1. Lots of creative liberties. A short story.

2. At heart, this is a sweet little treat, a self-indulgent, melodramatic creation. If it's not your thing, just move on. Hope you enjoy reading!

Please add My Little Mister Is Sweet and Soft Again to your to-read list, ovo~

A sweet, soft, healing beauty as the bottom x a cold, celibate older top

Everyone in Mucheng knows that the head of the richest family, Ling, was in a car accident a few years ago and underwent a major change in temperament.

While sighing over his misfortune, people couldn't help feeling sorry for the young master of the Shen family, who was engaged to Ling Que.

In just a few words, they seemed to have already painted a bleak and miserable picture of the rest of his life.

On the night of their engagement, the person Ling Que met was not the overbearing, arrogant young master Shen, but a well-behaved beauty with a cool, elegant appearance.

A black ribbon tied over his eyes made his skin look even fairer than snow.

He was like the finest porcelain, fired in a kiln: lustrous, delicate, and seemingly so fragile he might break at a touch.

Like a mountain spring striking stone, like pearls falling to the ground, a name came to Ling Que's ears.

Shen Sui.

As beautiful as white porcelain, this beauty was easy to break.

*

Shen Sui had spent twenty years on the margins of the Shen family when he suddenly acquired a fiance.

He heard his fiance had a terrible temper.

To avoid provoking him, Shen Sui resolved to be a quiet, well-behaved ornament.

Perhaps because he was so used to living under someone else's roof, Shen Sui gradually realized that Mr. Ling wasn't as frightening as the rumors made him out to be.

And seeing how the man was always alone, Shen Sui found himself wanting to hug him.

But Shen Sui had a condition.

He couldn't have physical contact with other people. At best, it made him dizzy and break out in a cold sweat; at worst, he would faint.

He couldn't keep his little secret hidden.

The first time, in complete darkness, warm fingertips took his hand, and he cried so hard he could barely catch his breath.

Gradually, as if coaxed along, he moved from holding hands to embracing, to kissing... One step at a time, he broke through his psychological defenses and drew closer to that man.

*

One day, Shen Sui's condition was cured, but he suddenly learned that Ling Que's first love had returned.

From a distance, the person looked so much like him that Shen Sui thought he was looking at himself.

He quietly packed his things and went into hiding alone.

Ling Que went mad when he couldn't find him.

*

Later, his wrists were bound to the headboard with the black satin ribbon from their engagement night. His eyes were red, and in a daze he recalled the very convincing rumors that Ling Que had become impotent after his car accident. He could only think that it was all nonsense.

Ling Que stroked the corners of his little mister's reddened eyes and coaxed him all night: "Be good. There's no first love. There's only you."

Here are two novels by friends:

Tearing Up the Script After Reincarnating as a Cannon Fodder by Womu, a sweet and satisfying story.

The Bootleg Strategy by Pingguo Bayueban, a sweet little story about a bickering couple.

Theme: Never forget your original intentions. Wait patiently, and the day will come when things take a turn for the better.