How to Keep a Red Fox

Ongoing novel: "Gentle Big Brother, Brutal Face-Slapping," a modern danmei story with a male lead pursuing another man.

Ongoing novel: "The First Family's Head of Power," a female-led cultivation romance.

If you're interested, come take a look! The blurbs are at the very bottom.

Blurb for this novel (complete, reverse-V):

Winter banquet, by the shores of You Shui Lake.

Si Tu Zhen met a beauty wrapped in a red fox-fur cloak. A tiny vermilion mole beneath the alluring corner of her eye made her look just like a red fox.

But this fox was so thin and small, so easily frightened, as if a gust of wind on the coldest days of winter could take her life.

Poor thing. And adorable, too.

He decided to take the red fox home and lavishly care for her.

He wouldn't even charge much for meals. All she had to do was turn over now and then and let him rub her belly.

He hadn't expected the fox to be so cunning, with nothing but lies on her lips and schemes in her heart. Not only was her gender a lie, she even wanted to turn the tables and make him her servant.

Si Tu Zhen ground his teeth. No matter how sharp your tongue or how twisted your schemes, you won't escape my grasp.

He would make the fox willingly put away her claws and fangs, lie obediently still, and let him do as he pleased without resisting.

He would make the fox run to him with joy in her heart, chirping and begging for head pats.

He would hide the fox away in the most magnificent palace in the world.

Perhaps the fox would be unable to stand it and flee one day.

But Si Tu Zhen was unafraid.

Because he was certain he could keep this red fox pampered and safe.

[Devious, wolf-like seme VS scheming fox uke]

Reading guide:

1. Happy ending for the romance, with a little angst for the uke, but sweet overall.

2. The seme is a bit of a dog and can be rather offensive. If that's not your thing, don't read.

3. Logic is dead. There's no historical research; everything follows the author's own setting.

###Recommended completed novel###

Fantasy danmei, male lead pursues another man: "When a Workaholic Meets a Love-Brained Fool [Insectoid]"

Blurb for ongoing novel "Gentle Big Brother, Brutal Face-Slapping":

Actor Zhou Ya died in a car accident. When he awoke, he had become Feng Hao, a little-known performer hated by everyone.

Everyone called Feng Hao useless, unaware that he'd been thrown into a terrible company as soon as he entered the entertainment industry.

The boss was lecherous, the agent greedy, and the leader of the boy band he'd joined consumed by jealousy. Every one of them wanted to twist him into whatever shape they pleased and wring every last bit of value from him.

The jealous band leader smiled with a knife behind his back. "Being my stepping stone is an honor."

Feng Hao replied breezily, "Use me as a stepping stone, and you might end up losing both your legs."

The greedy agent threatened and cajoled him. "Be my cash cow, and maybe I'll let you get ahead. Otherwise, you'll never make it."

Feng Hao smiled sweetly. "I've already made it. And you'll lose every one of your cash cows."

The lecherous boss eyed him hungrily. "Take good care of me, and I'll make you the company's number one star."

Feng Hao produced a pile of evidence. "Officer, there's a repeat offender here! I'd recommend chemical castration."

Feng Hao took down the rotten company and turned toward a far broader world.

He appeared on a variety show and became a hit.

He starred in a TV drama and exploded in popularity.

He appeared in a movie and won an award.

He endorsed products, and they sold out.

Investors came calling, major platforms treated him like an honored guest, countless sponsors specifically asked for him, and top producers and directors lined up to ask him to work with them.

He became a top-tier star standing at the pinnacle of the entertainment industry. A fleeting, gentle smile as he lowered his eyes was enough to make countless people scream with excitement.

The top-tier star smiled and asked with a hint of mischief, "Useless? Who's useless?"

Everyone backed down sheepishly. "...We're useless. We're the ones who are."

**

Wei Lingyun, founder of Dream Chaser Technology, was imposing and cold. No one knew he'd been secretly in love with someone for twelve years.

Even after that person had died, he still couldn't stop loving him.

Then he met someone else, whose mannerisms resembled that person's by seventy percent.

Wei Lingyun sneered. "Hah. What a pretentious act."

Later, after learning the truth, he wrapped his arms around the other's waist and begged through tear-filled eyes:

"Teacher, please don't leave me, all right?"

Teacher, I've loved you for twelve whole years.

Once, you were a dream I could never reach.

Now, I'll hold on tight and never let go.

Gentle, calculating, and amusing gong VS cold, innocent, and obsessive shou

Blurb for ongoing novel "The First Family's Head of Power":

My name is Yu Qingli. I like reading cultivation novels, but sometimes I wonder:

Why are the heads of the cultivation families men in eight out of every ten cultivation novels? And the young masters are all men, too?

Only a handful of exceptionally talented women become special cases like empresses, divine maidens, or demonesses. They're either alone in the no-romance category, or stuck with one husband and two kids in the romance category, outnumbered and lacking support.

What gives? Even with spiritual roots and the ability to cultivate, even when the gap between people is greater than the gap between humans and ants, are women still unworthy of carrying on the family line and having a large, thriving clan of their own?

That makes no sense.

Maybe I complained about it too often, because karma came for me.

I closed my eyes, opened them, and found myself in a cultivation world.

Somewhere in the heavens, an impassioned voice seemed to ring out:

Go! Strive!

Become the young master! Become the clan leader!

Have children! Build up your family! Become the first family's head of power!

Day one after transmigrating into the new world: No way, this can't be real! I was just complaining. I didn't actually want to transmigrate, okay?

Day thirty after transmigrating into the new world: This is great!

Theme: Love deepens the bonds between people.