I Really Wasn’t Trying to Seduce the Campus Heartthrob!

Bian Er was so engrossed in a story that at two in the morning, he sent his friend a link and a glowing recommendation: [The gorgeous love story between a long-haired beauty trapped in the rat race and a pink-haired, cocky hottie! This author's writing is so intoxicating it makes my scalp tingle! It hits every single one of my shameful kinks!!! You have to read it, it's a true gem from the flower market!!!] Too sleepy after sending it, Bian Er closed his eyes and fell straight asleep. It wasn't until the next day that he saw a reply from his crush, who had ignored all his good-morning, good-afternoon, and good-night messages for the past two weeks. m: [Bondage, confinement, bells... So this is what you're into?] Bian Er's head spun. Last night, with his vision blurring from exhaustion, he'd sent the link and his recommendation to the wrong person. -- Bian Er, a third-year history student at Huai University, was a hardcore hand fetishist. A month ago, he'd fallen in love at first sight with the hands of a certain sophomore, and then with the owner of those hands, too. When his friend found out, they immediately got the underclassman's WeChat contact for him. But Jiang Yuan was impossibly hard to pursue. Bian Er could send more than a dozen messages a day, and Jiang Yuan still wouldn't reply to a single one. Then one day, Bian Er accidentally sent him a short, explicit story, and suddenly he and his crush started talking all the time. His crush was extremely controlling. He would ask, “Have you been good?” He'd buy Bian Er all kinds of waist chains and tell him to strike various poses and send photos. He'd transfer him tens of thousands in spending money, but Bian Er had to order all three meals each day according to his instructions. Well, he was a little different from what you'd expect in real life. But... thinking of those peerless hands, Bian Er was willing to let him do whatever he wanted. -- Until one day, Bian Er discovered that the WeChat account didn't belong to Jiang Yuan at all!! It belonged to Jiang Yuan's roommate, Lian Jichuan!!! Lian Jichuan was a legend at the School of Artificial Intelligence. Not only was he brilliant, he was handsome, with an eight-pack and a thick, powerful waist. Even when he looked at you like you were a dog, he somehow seemed incredibly sexy. But Bian Er was a hand fetishist. He looked at a person's hands first, and to him, Lian Jichuan's palms were too broad, his knuckles too prominent. They weren't refined enough, and instead gave off a rough, dangerous air. Besides, the guy seemed a little too fierce. Looking at the request to meet that had just come through on WeChat, Bian Er typed with a blank face, “I don't think online dating is reliable. Let's call it off, okay, big brother?” Then he sent it and blocked and deleted him in one fell swoop. -- Later, in front of a full-length mirror, a large hand with prominent knuckles rested against Bian Er's slim, taut waist. It caressed him slowly, then gripped him tight. Lian Jichuan's voice was hoarse. “Baby, don't you like my hands?” Bian Er's body tensed. His face burning red, he didn't dare look at the mirror. His voice was softer than a mosquito's. “I do.” Lian Jichuan: “You don't?” Bian Er replied tearfully, “I do, I do! I love your hands most of all!!” [A hand-obsessed upperclassman shou x an underclassman gong with an overwhelming need for control] [Imperfect characters, lots of potential triggers. See the author's note in Chapter One for a detailed list.] Please bookmark my upcoming novel, Your Majesty, Let Me Explain! Shen Xueyuan is gay, with a sweet, soft side. He transmigrates to the Great An dynasty, a realm that doesn't appear in the history books. The mighty Great An is prosperous and welcomes envoys from every nation, but the entire court and populace are united in their hatred of homosexuality. Anyone who dares to love men is whipped and imprisoned at best, exiled or beheaded at worst. Just when his physical needs are about to drive him mad, Shen Xueyuan gets a Dream System. So on the first night, he designs a face with sharp brows and bright eyes, a regal bearing, and an air of noble elegance. Then he creates something as thick as a mineral water bottle... On the second night, he marries his dream husband and consummates the marriage. On the third night, they do it over and over. At first, Shen Xueyuan's dream husband is just as he likes: aloof and proud, looking down on everyone. Even when they have sex, he grips Shen Xueyuan's chin with an expression like he's been forced to take a virtuous man as a concubine and is deeply unhappy about it. That's exactly Shen Xueyuan's type, so he covers him in kisses! But as time goes on, his dream husband changes. When Shen Xueyuan goes out, he insists on coming along. When Shen Xueyuan doesn't feel like having sex, he still wants to lick him from head to toe. If Shen Xueyuan exchanges a few words with another man, his husband's face turns stormy. His dream husband's character has gone off the rails, and just then a doctor examines Shen Xueyuan and concludes that he has kidney deficiency and a weak constitution, and must take care of his health. So Shen Xueyuan shuts down the Dream System and heads out to live in the real world instead. As it happens, his father gets promoted and transferred back to the capital, and Shen Xueyuan uses his father's influence to land a position as a third-rank imperial guard. But, Your Majesty, why are you looking at me so terrifyingly? * Cui Yao, the new emperor of Great An, has been plagued by nightmares every night lately. Whenever he falls asleep, he turns into a sturdy, muscular country bumpkin and marries a delicate, frail male wife. During the day in the dream, he has to earn money to provide his wife with food, clothes, housing, and transportation. At night, he has to satisfy his wife in another way. After three months of enduring this humiliating existence, his male wife suddenly disappears one day and never returns to his dreams. ** Moral: Don't feel inferior or be timid. You are one of a kind.