The Eerie Boss Is My Wife [Infinite]

[Male-Led Infinite-Flow]

[Also known as "To Stay Alive, I Had to Seduce the Creepy Boss"]

Selfish, cowardly top x beautiful, strong, tragic, scheming bottom

The moment Qin Zeyue opened his eyes, blood rained down on him.

This was a deadly horror game. Qin Zeyue had been angry, terrified, and on the verge of collapse... He couldn't escape, and he couldn't stand other people looking down on him as death crept closer with every step.

So he turned his attention to someone very special.

The game's biggest boss. As long as he gained its protection, nobody would look down on him, and nobody could kill him.

Qin Zeyue succeeded.

He cleared the game with ease. Just as he was about to dust himself off and leave, a sinister, gloomy whisper came from behind him.

"Are you leaving me?"

"Qin. Zeyue?"

*

Inside one instance, Qin Zeyue put on a brave front and warned the little ghost who wanted to eat him, "Do you know who my wife is? Mess with me, and I'll make sure you don't see tomorrow's sun!"

The little ghost sneered viciously. "Yeah? And how are you going to do that?"

Qin Zeyue said, "I'm warning you, my wife worships me! He's respectful and devoted, cherishes me like I'm made of glass, and dotes on me like I'm the most precious thing in the world! If you mess with me, I'll have my wife beat you to death!"

Suddenly, the little ghost looked behind him in terror and fell to its knees, trembling.

Qin Zeyue stiffly turned around and saw his wife's stunningly beautiful face.

Oh no. He's done for!

Seven times in one night tonight... no, ten times. Will his wife let bygones be bygones?

He really can't take any more than that. His skin's going to rub off.

*

"Qin Zeyue, you may make one wish."

"Any wish at all?"

"Of course. You could even wish to escape this place."

"Then... let Fu Ran have a happy life."

Instances planned so far (listed for now; the order may change):

1. [Wedding Bells]

2. [123 Wooden Puppets]

3. [Wushen Mountain Sanatorium]

4. [Don't Open the Door to Strangers]

5. [The Seven Deadly Sins]

6. [Horror RPG Series: Field Trip]

7. [The Old School in the Mountain Village]

A few things to know:

1. One-on-one romance, with only each other emotionally and physically. The top has no love for the bottom at first, and the bottom's feelings aren't strong either. Everything develops gradually. The bottom has his memories in some instances, but not others. The top isn't actually stupid; he was just terrified at first. He's genuinely afraid of dying, though that gets much better once the bottom has his back. The top isn't bad in bed.

2. Not suitable for readers who are strongly attached to either the top or the bottom. At its core, this is mutual devotion and two people who become hopelessly lovesick once they fall in love, to the point that they can't live without each other.

3. Neither character is perfect. Both are deeply flawed, so this may not suit readers with very high moral standards. The bottom is, at heart, a creepy, gloomy ghost of a man, but his personality varies somewhat from instance to instance, and some portrayals may be quite sanity-shattering.

4. Unless something unexpected happens, all the instances will be horror-themed, and sources of inspiration will be credited. The top has some brilliant, bking-style moments while solving mysteries, but he may not be able to handle things alone without the bottom, so readers who only want to see the top slaughter his way through everything should be cautious. Early on, the top can only timidly try to seduce the bottom. This infinite-flow novel will probably have more romance than usual.

5. There will be a side couple, but they probably won't have much page time in the main story; their role is mostly to serve the plot.

6. Please keep discussions civil. The author is sensitive, and you may kindly point out any logical errors, but please don't tell me how to write. The prose is at an elementary-school level. If you drop the story, there's no need to tell me.

Description archived on 2026/2/1

Premise: When a life is filled with love, why fear the wind-blown sands?