The Obsessive Villain Can't Stop Clinging to Me

Chi Rong unexpectedly discovers that he is the vicious cannon-fodder character in a book. He falls in love at first sight with the fallen major villain, takes him by force, and eventually dies a miserable death in the wilderness. Chi Rong makes a point of keeping his distance, but his sleepwalking suddenly gets worse. Every night, he finds his way into the villain Jiang Zhihuo's bed with perfect accuracy, clinging close with his arms and legs wrapped around him. While wondering what is going on, Chi Rong makes up a story about how he sleepwalks into lots of people's beds, then turns to sneak away. But Jiang Zhihuo grabs his ankle and leisurely drags him back. "Since you're so disobedient at night, how about we tie Rongrong to me?" He toys with the youth's pale, slender ankle, rubbing the tiny red mole there. "Then you'll only be able to come to my bed." Chi Rong: "...?!" Is something wrong with you? Only later does he discover that Jiang Zhihuo suffers from severe insomnia and hates having anyone disturb his sleep. But he never minds Chi Rong. In fact, on nights when Chi Rong doesn't sleepwalk, he carries him to his own bed and affectionately ties an anklet around his ankle, doing as he pleases. Could he really be planning to do to Chi Rong the same things the cannon fodder did to the villain?! Th-this is really unnecessary! Chi Rong sees black and flees in the middle of the night. He thinks that being apart will help the major villain calm down a little, but on the very day he escapes, Jiang Zhihuo goes completely mad. A month later, every window and door in the house is shut tight. The neighbors knock, but no one lets them in. Chi Rong sits stiffly at the side of the bed. Jiang Zhihuo's lips curve into a faint smile as he kneels on one knee, lifts the youth's feet, and places them in warm water. His hands close around Chi Rong's pale ankles. "Good Rongrong, you promised you wouldn't betray me or run away." His tone is casual, his smile cold yet gentle. "How can you break your promise and leave just like that?" "Rongrong did something wrong, so you have to make it up to me, right?" 1. The leads knew each other before, but the recipient doesn't remember. 2. This is a sweet romance, don't be scared! O(≧▽≦)O 3. The cover character design is non-exclusive. Coming soon: The Wicked Beauty Is Clung to by His Obsessive Servant The wicked beauty Su Jinmu unexpectedly awakens to the truth: the servant he has wantonly bullied is actually the protagonist, Li Xin, living under an assumed name. In the end, Li Xin will take revenge a hundredfold, and Su Jinmu will freeze to death in an icy lake. When Su Jinmu comes back to himself from the book, rain is pouring outside the window. Li Xin is kneeling in the garden, staring fixedly up at the youth by the window, his gaze as vicious as a wolf's. Su Jinmu: "..." Did he bully the protagonist? Yes, he did. So what? If he's going to be a villain, he might as well enjoy himself and then run away. Su Jinmu steps carelessly onto Li Xin's waist and stomach, smiling brightly. "My legs are sore. Massage them for me." Li Xin kneels on the ground with his long legs bent and his black trousers stretched tight over his knees. He obediently wraps his rough fingertips around the youth's ankle, then gazes up with a faint, ambiguous smile. "Young master, if I do a good job, can I have a glass of water as a reward?" "Sure." Su Jinmu curls his lips in delight, readily enjoying his power over him. But then he sees Li Xin pour the water over his arm, staring intently as he savors it until his lips turn crimson. He lowers his head and kisses Su Jinmu's hand. "Young master." So fragrant, so sweet. Su Jinmu: "...?!" Are you a little bit of a pervert? Only later does he learn that Li Xin has a severe eating disorder and can barely eat or drink. Yet he is obsessed with Su Jinmu's scent, as if it were pheromones. When Su Jinmu grabs his chin from above, Li Xin isn't humiliated or silently enduring it. Instead, he eagerly nuzzles against him, even collecting his clothes, hat, blood, sweat, and tears, planning to squeeze out their juices and carry them around for use. Su Jinmu: "..." That's a little too perverted. Whatever. It doesn't matter. Su Jinmu has had his fill of fun. He sets the greenhouse ablaze and fakes his death in the middle of the night. But unexpectedly, a year later, the room is filled with a mysterious scent. Su Jinmu sits on Li Xin's lap, a black band covering his eyes, breathing raggedly as he leans against Li Xin's shoulder. Li Xin kisses his ear affectionately and holds a spoon to his lips, his voice unhurried. "Young master, you left without a word. Did you get tired of playing with me?" "..." Su Jinmu can't see a thing. He shivers faintly, the corners of his eyes red. "You're not my servant anymore. Get off me..." "...Shh." The spoon goes into his mouth. Li Xin ignores every word, rubs his full stomach, and gazes at him with a cloying look. "I must not have served you in enough different ways. That's why you got tired of me." Li Xin's eyes burn with feverish madness. "Don't worry. That won't happen tonight." A wicked beauty recipient who doesn't want redemption, only to bully people. An obsessive, eating-disorder-ridden giver who wants to be bullied, completely lovestruck by his sweet-smelling recipient. Theme: Love is medicine. Accept love, and accept yourself.