The Movie Star Top Pretended to Be Frail and Got Exposed

[Up next: "The Mischievous Cat Tops the Zerg War God!" A mutual-pampering, gong-focused story, now underway. The blurb is at the bottom.] To repay a favor, movie star Feng Chen accepted a script and went to shoot in a remote mountain village. Who could have guessed that a sudden murder would strike the production? People began dying one after another, terrifying the crew and forcing filming to stop. Worse still, Feng Chen was only answering routine questions, but marketing accounts smeared him as a murder suspect, sparking heated discussion. The case was bizarre, so the Special Security Department, which investigates supernatural incidents, stepped in. Their elite operative, Yao Zhi, was assigned to coordinate with the crew. The moment Feng Chen saw Yao Zhi, his cool expression changed abruptly. Sharp-eyed netizens noticed that Feng Chen often stared blankly at a handsome, refined man. The next day, the hashtag #FengChenIsGay shot to the top of the trending list. Yao Zhi put down his phone and looked at Feng Chen meaningfully. Feng Chen: ... He was innocent, truly innocent. He was more wronged than the ghosts haunting the film set. * After that, Feng Chen was drawn into an even deeper conspiracy. A tower of corpses, a roll call from beyond the grave, tongues torn out, borrowed lifespans, ghost marriages... The supernatural incidents surrounding him were uncanny, bizarre, and perilous. Throughout it all, Yao Zhi stayed by Feng Chen's side, cutting through obstacles and shielding him from danger. People gossiped that Feng Chen was scheming and manipulative, using his handsome face to seduce and exploit Yao Zhi, making him risk his life. He was no good. Hearing the rumors, Feng Chen sighed faintly. Yao Zhi punched the person badmouthing Feng Chen and sent him flying, then turned to comfort Feng Chen. "Don't listen to their nonsense. You're just an ordinary person. I'll protect you." Feng Chen looked at him tenderly. "Zhi Zhi, I'm glad I have you." Everyone else had one response: "Gross. I'm going to puke." * During one mission, Yao Zhi was severely injured and fell into a coma. When the Special Security Department went to rescue him, they found that Feng Chen, who used to be so weak he couldn't even take care of himself, had already arrived. Amid the soaring resentment, Feng Chen sat among heaps of white bones with Yao Zhi in his arms. He clamped one hand around an evil spirit's neck, his gaze indifferent and unruffled. "You pathetic thing. You dare lay a hand on him?" Everyone: "!?" Yao Zhi, sheltered in Feng Chen's arms, opened his eyes weakly and gritted his teeth. "Feng Chen, you dared to lie to me!" Feng Chen: I'm done for. I've been found out! 1. One-on-one. A seemingly aloof, scheming powerhouse gong who acts weak in front of his shou x a decisive, capable shou before being reborn, who can't even hide his panda ears properly after being reborn and looks soft despite being just as capable as before. Feng is the gong, Yao is the shou. They pamper each other, with a little more pampering from the shou, but I promise it won't be melodramatic and the romance won't be angsty. 2. After being reborn, the shou's appearance becomes soft and cute due to the original body's circumstances, making him very lovable, whether in his original form or human form. 3. The place names, history, and occult lore are all made up, so don't overthink them. 4. The story is mainly told from the gong's perspective because the main plot revolves around him. But I'm a loving author and a fan of both leads as a couple. No splitting them up or switching their roles. The gong and shou labels are just a matter of perspective, so readers with strong preferences should proceed with caution. If you click in and get upset, I won't be held responsible. 5. There are countless great stories on Jinjiang. If this one isn't for you, just move on. You don't have to tell me you're dropping it. My writing is amateurish, so please don't offer writing advice. "His Lordship Has Grown a Tail?" Gong-focused, mutual pampering. A cheerful, dependable, mischievous nine-tailed cat gong x a tragic, powerful, ruthless shou After dying alongside the master of the alien creatures, Nan Rongyan was reborn as an F-rank useless male zerg in a zerg world. The male zerg who took him in told him that useless male zergs were only good for mining on barren planets and fathering children with low-ranked female zergs. Nan Rongyan: "..." A disastrous start, but... Seeing the nine fluffy tails and cat ears that appeared when his spirit form took over in the mirror, Nan Rongyan fell into thought. Were the rules for psychic power levels in this world different from those in his original world? * Before Nan Rongyan could figure out this new world, war broke out. The commander was injured, and he lined up with a group of useless male zergs outside the commander's quarters, waiting to use their feeble psychic powers to soothe the commander's SSS-level psychic energy. One male zerg after another was thrown back out as soon as the door opened. Remembering that he was still a sentinel who needed someone to soothe his psychic energy, Nan Rongyan tried to sneak away, but someone shoved him into the room. As soon as he entered, the overwhelming scent of catnip made his spirit form take over. In a daze, his tails wrapped around the man's wrists and ankles. Then he met a pair of icy eyes, a high kick, and two pairs of beautiful wings. Nan Rongyan, kicked in the chest: What a kick! What beautiful wings! I want to pounce. Cats pouncing on butterflies is their nature. No one can stop it! * Bai Smelid, a general in the military, was framed by political rivals. His psychic energy went berserk, and he needed a male zerg to soothe it if he wanted to survive. But an F-rank male zerg's psychic energy would only make him more violent. Just as he thought he was going to die from the psychic rampage, fluffy things suddenly wrapped around his hands and feet. He looked up, and several furry tails came crashing down on him. In a panic, he kicked out, and then he and the person with all those tails got into a fight. After that, he sat up in bed, covered in red marks and clutching his lower back. * I'm doomed. We fought our way into bed. At least the psychic rampage was over. Also, what exactly pounced on me last night? Isn't this guy an F-rank? Since when are F-rank male zergs this powerful? Blurb written on December 2. 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