The Young Master Is Very Well-Behaved

[Revising in progress. Stolen copies are incomplete.]

Please follow my upcoming novel, "Bite Me Again" ovo, an AB school romance, with a reborn top and the bottom's perspective.

A timid, insecure, sensitive, kind-hearted sweetheart x a cool guy who loves teasing his darling and dotes on his wife, top. Blurb at the very bottom.

Blurb:

A gentle, healing beauty, bottom x an older top who's cold and abstinent to outsiders but a doting husband at home

Everyone in Mucheng knew that the head of the richest Ling family had been in a car accident a few years ago and had undergone a drastic change in personality.

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.

With just a few words, it seemed, they had already painted a bleak and miserable future for him.

On the night of their engagement, the person Ling Que found waiting for him wasn't the domineering, arrogant young master Shen he'd expected, but a well-behaved beauty with cool, delicate features.

A black ribbon was tied over his eyes, making his skin look even paler than snow.

Like an exquisite piece of porcelain fresh from the kiln, its glaze luminous and smooth, so delicate it seemed it might break at a touch.

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

Shen Sui.

As white as porcelain, and as fragile as a beauty.

*

Shen Sui had spent over a decade as an outsider in the Shen family when he suddenly found himself with a fiance.

He'd heard his fiance had a terrible temper.

To avoid provoking him, Shen Sui resolved to be a quiet, obedient ornament.

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

And when he saw that the other man was always alone, Shen Sui felt an urge to hug him.

But Shen Sui had a problem.

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

He couldn't keep his little secret hidden.

The first time, warm fingertips took his hand in the darkness, and he cried so hard he could barely breathe.

Little by little, as if coaxed along, he broke through his psychological barriers, progressing from holding hands to embracing to kissing... and drew closer to that man, one step at a time.

*

One day, Shen Sui's illness was cured, but he suddenly learned that Ling Que's beloved was back.

From a distance, the other man looked just like him.

He quietly packed his things and hid by himself.

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

*

Later, the black ribbon from their engagement night was tied around his wrist. His eyes were red, and in a daze he remembered all the vivid rumors about Ling Que's life after the car accident. He could only think that it was all bullshit.

Ling Que rubbed the corners of his little husband's reddened eyes and coaxed him all night. "Be good. There's no beloved from the past. There's only you."

Note: 1. This is just something I wrote for fun. It doesn't make much sense, so run if you can't get into it!

2. The beloved from the past is a misunderstanding. The top's leg is a medical miracle exclusive to Jinjiang.

3. Same-sex marriage is legal in this setting. The top and bottom have an eight-year age gap.

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Please follow my upcoming novel, "Bite Me Again" ovo

A timid, insecure, sensitive, kind-hearted sweetheart x a cool guy who loves teasing his darling and dotes on his wife, top

Hu Lu was a beta, timid and insecure, and spent most of his time hidden in a corner of the classroom.

But he had a secret crush on an alpha with an S+ pheromone rating, who had countless admirers.

He knew that someone as ordinary as him, a beta, would never catch the other's eye.

He hid his feelings deep in his heart, alongside another secret.

A beta's glands were underdeveloped. Even if they smelled pheromones, they wouldn't be induced into heat.

So they would never know what it felt like to be bitten and marked.

But he yearned for that experience almost obsessively. He fantasized about that faint sting and had dreamed of Fu Jue more times than he could count.

He sank deeper and deeper into those shameful, unspeakable dreams.

He wanted Fu Jue to bite him.

*

Fu Jue wore a world-weary expression and found fault with everyone.

Life was as dull as plain water, until the day an accident happened.

In the second before he lost consciousness, countless images flashed before his eyes: the boy secretly glancing at him as they passed, writing the name Fu Jue over and over in a notebook, and crying uncontrollably when he heard that something had happened to him.

The final scene was his funeral. Not one of the people who had fawned over him showed up. Only that person quietly left a paper boat at his gravestone.

May you have a smooth journey.

*

Hu Lu had no idea what had gone wrong. One day, Fu Jue suddenly transferred into the liberal arts class and specifically requested to sit beside him.

Hu Lu felt like his condition had gotten even worse.

*

Later, Fu Jue's rut hit without warning, and Hu Lu was the only beta around.

Hu Lu suddenly had a selfish thought: If I let him bite me now, surely he wouldn't refuse.

Just once. Once would be enough.

Let him fulfill this despicable dream.

The little beta opened his collar, baring his pale, slender neck to the alpha on the verge of losing control. His voice trembled.

"Y-you can bite me."

Hu Lu didn't know that because alphas couldn't mark betas they were in love with, they could only repeatedly bite the betas' underdeveloped glands to relieve their desires.

It made them restless, and it excited them.

In the end, Hu Lu couldn't take any more and collapsed limply into the other's arms. Fu Jue couldn't bear to keep going and finally let go.

The little beta squirmed restlessly in his arms and whispered, "Fu Jue, could you... bite me again?"

The alpha's breathing immediately grew heavy. He squeezed the little beta's slender waist in warning, his eyes filled with a desire stirred up from unfathomable depths.

"Little Gourd, don't tempt me."

Or I'll drag you down into the abyss.

Note: AB school romance, with a reborn top

Please follow my upcoming novel, "The Little Orange Cat Who Latched Onto the Demon Lord" ovo

Pretty, delicate little cat demon x a cunning, powerful demon lord

Yan Qiao transmigrated into a cultivation novel as a little orange cat.

The little orange cat had terrible spiritual roots and was extremely lazy, greedy, and playful. He'd secretly run away from home hundreds of years ago, and eventually died in a massive brawl.

The worst part was that the master he'd abandoned seemed to be Chu Tianyin, the great demon lord of the cultivation world.

When the memories ended, Yan Qiao's stomach rumbled several times.

He missed the big peach tree in the demon lord's backyard.

*

Food came first, so Yan Qiao snuck into the demon lord's sect and, like an old hand, climbed into the great demon's backyard.

But before his paw could touch a peach, he met the cold stare of someone by the window.

He shuddered. His round body snapped a peach branch, and he bounced straight into the dirt like a little ball, leaving a crater.

With a cold laugh, Yan Qiao heard the window slam shut.

Before he could rub his sore little bottom, he heard the great demon lord speak from inside.

"The wild boars in the mountains have been getting bold lately."

Every word was a dig at his weight.

As a pretty little orange cat with a strong sense of dignity, Yan Qiao was furious.

Meow! He was just fluffy, not fat!

*

Strangely, the great demon lord didn't seem to have any intention of kicking him out. To mooch peaches, Yan Qiao shamelessly stayed on, becoming a permanent fixture in the demon lord's backyard.

Soon, all the sect disciples knew that their notoriously fastidious sect leader had gotten a cat!

Yan Qiao took advantage of his master's affection and rampaged through the sect all day, forgetting completely about the debts owed by the little scummy cat. He didn't notice that the demon lord's gaze was growing more and more unsettling.

*

One day, Yan Qiao was blissfully curled up on the demon lord's lap, fast asleep, when a giant peach hit him on the head in his dream and jolted him awake.

He stretched and instinctively went to lick his paw, only to see a pair of clean, white hands in front of him. The whole cat froze.

The great demon lord was staring right at him, his gaze dangerous, as if he were about to smack the cat's bottom.

Yan Qiao quickly pretended to be obedient and rubbed his belly, mewling out of habit. "Meow~ Hungry."

Chu Tianyin raised an eyebrow at the pretty little scoundrel in his arms.

Yan Qiao didn't understand. The demon lord's bed was so big, so why couldn't he get away?

He cried all night, until he couldn't cry anymore.

Curled up in the demon lord's arms, Yan Qiao begged pitifully for mercy, admitting his mistakes between sobs. "Wah, I can't eat any more."

Theme: Overcome the shadows of the past and face the future bravely.