House Cats, Pick Someone Up!

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Never gives up and strives to improve, but is actually sensitive and insecure × warm and passionate with his own people, steady and dependable with everyone else

Xu Qingzhe was nothing more than an ordinary outer disciple of the Wuqiao Sect. After falling off a cliff, he didn't become the protagonist from a storybook who finds an old man with a white beard, but he did find a white-bearded tiger.

The white tiger looked fierce, but was a good tiger. During the few days Xu Qingzhe spent at the bottom of the cliff, it looked after him meticulously. But the small secret realm would close after seven days, and on the final day, Xu Qingzhe simply couldn't find the white tiger anywhere. In the end, he had to leave first.

When the white tiger returned with the spiritual artifact it had won from an old friend, all it found was an empty cave.

O.O? Where had its enormous human pet gone? Had it just vanished into thin air?

After returning to the sect, Xu Qingzhe also wanted to find a way to bring the white tiger back. But then he was suddenly transferred to the inner sect on short notice, and sent to Mount Yugu to care for the sect's guardian divine beast.

Xu Qingzhe: "Is it still too late to run away tonight?"

It wasn't that he wasn't willing to do his job. It was just that he'd heard far too many stories about the guardian divine beast.

Like how, a thousand years ago, it single-handedly destroyed the demons' lair in a fit of anger; how it swallowed people whole whenever it was in a bad mood; how it treated disciples like mice and toyed with them, and so on.

Would an ordinary disciple like him even be enough to tide it over?

Terrified, Xu Qingzhe had just stepped into Mount Yugu's territory when a mighty white tiger came charging down the mountain, looking ready to bite him to death.

In the blink of an eye, the white tiger was right in front of him, its enormous eyes blazing with fury.

Xu Qingzhe: "It's you!"

The white tiger huffed. "You ran away instead of coming home. Now you're happy to be caught and taken away like a stray?"

Xu Qingzhe: "0.0?"

He'd thought that after falling off the cliff, he was the one who'd found the white tiger. Who knew that in the tiger's eyes, he was the pet that had been found?

It wasn't like he couldn't accept that... Xu Qingzhe took it in stride. He could treat it as having an unruly cat for a master, until the white tiger took human form and clung to him, refusing to let go.

Mo Dongliu: "Why use a human form? My true form is so imposing! Never mind, you humans have your own tastes. As long as you like it, I can take either form."

Any housecat owners relate? I picked up a human, and now he insists on becoming my Dao companion. You should all be jealous.

Tips:

1. In his white tiger form, the gong never told the shou his name.

2. The shou has a seriously stubborn personality.

Who Is My Groom?: Ye Wuqiu was pursuing two characters in the game at the same time.

One was a cool-headed, self-controlled hero who was cold on the outside and warm on the inside. The other was a gloomy, possessive dancer with a green-tea personality.

Every day, Ye Wuqiu either roamed the mountains and rivers in blissful romance with the hero, or flirted and whispered sweet nothings with the dancer.

When he was with Jian Weihan, Ye Wuqiu did whatever he wanted. The other man always indulged him with a smile, then reached over to gently brush his hair back.

When he was alone with Liu Zhaoshuang, Ye Wuqiu behaved outrageously, saying all sorts of flirtatious things. The dancer never got angry, always pretending to be understanding: "Baby came to see me. Guess he's not around."

Ye Wuqiu was so happy with this life that he never wanted to leave.

Who could have guessed that the next time he opened his eyes, he would find himself inside the game?

The room was dim, the lamp's flame no bigger than a bean, and their breathing was heavy.

He was straddling Liu Zhaoshuang's lap, holding him close.

One of the other man's hands was pressed firmly against the small of his back, stroking him, while the other tapped his head. The faint scent of powder surrounded him.

The man buried his face in the hollow of his neck. His breath fell hot against Ye Wuqiu's sensitive skin as he spoke: "Baby, he's not here tonight. You let me come over. This is so exciting."

Ye Wuqiu's whole body stiffened. Before he could react, Liu Zhaoshuang had already pressed his burning lips to Ye Wuqiu's Adam's apple.

Just as the other man was about to go further, a magnetic, gentle voice came from beyond the tightly shut door: "A-Qiu, are you asleep?"

Jian Weihan looked righteous and upright. Though he indulged Ye Wuqiu, if he saw him wrapped in another man's arms, who knew what terrifying thing he might do?

At this critical moment, Ye Wuqiu hurriedly stuffed Liu Zhaoshuang into the wardrobe.

Only then did he open the door, his spring shirt damp with sweat and his face bright red.

Jian Weihan wore black and had a long saber at his waist. A cool plum fragrance clung to him. Seeing Ye Wuqiu like this, he paused, then spoke gently: "Why is your face so red? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those dirty things earlier. Want to hit me to let off some steam?"

In front of him was the hero he'd been bonded to for three years, with their affection maxed out and all the familiarity of an old married couple. Behind him was the dancer, hiding in the wardrobe after two and a half years of passionate flirtation.

Ye Wuqiu appeared calm, but inside he was utterly panicked.

Damn it! If he'd known that the love-triangle showdown he'd enjoyed watching in the game would happen to him, he would have stuck to looking for a partner in the world chat!

Theme: Don't sell yourself short.