Straight Guys, Don't Flirt with Straight Guys

Xia Jiqiu is a full-time shoujo manga artist and a straight man.

In his twenties, he's already topped the manga bestseller list for three years running, won the Most Popular with Readers Award, and been named the Least Popular with Editors Award.

On a certain deadline day, after once again sending himself to get his stomach pumped, his editor gave him a stern talking-to and put out a call for a roommate to protect (supervise) him around the clock. On a friend's recommendation, a jacked top rang the doorbell.

"Hello, may I ask...?"

The door slowly swung open, revealing a bewitching male vixen standing before the man.

After a moment of silence,

Xia Jiqiu, dressed in a red fox costume for a limited time, said calmly, "Hello, are you the jacked, uh, tenant?"

After a delicious lunch, the jacked top was hired on the spot.

He patted his stuffed belly. "Is Jiang Bo your name? From now on, you're its adoptive father."

"..."

Jiang Bo silently nodded.

Xia Jiqiu thought, Huh, he's pretty shy.

As it turned out, in less than two months, the other man had made Xia Jiqiu gain ten pounds.

"Can I still lose it?" He rubbed his round, well-fed belly, staring blankly into space.

This time, Jiang Bo didn't stay silent.

He laid his hand over Xia Jiqiu's and gave it a gentle press. "It's okay. Even if you can't lose it, I'll support you."

Huh?

Xia Jiqiu froze in surprise. Warmth climbed from the back of his hand to his cheek, and his heart raced. A patch of red fox fur appeared on his skin.

What does this jacked top mean? He's a straight man!

Jiang Bo had been straight for more than twenty years. Meeting his hot and sweet landlord, Xia Jiqiu, was the greatest challenge to his sexuality.

He didn't pass the challenge.

Fortunately, the other man seemed to have been a bottom all along.

All he had to do was poke through that thin, transparent layer of paper between them.

But a friend accidentally tore that paper, and on either side stood two straight men staring at each other in mutual bewilderment.

Xia Jiqiu/Jiang Bo: Wait, whose straight man is this good at flirting?

Next book in preparation: My Late Husband's Younger Brother Inherited Me, and Now I'm Pregnant

[Widower bottom who only plays around and never gets serious, knows exactly how he seduces people X Delusional puppy-like top who drives himself crazy with his own assumptions]

The head of the Shen family got married, then suddenly died the very next day, leaving half the Shen family fortune to his younger brother and the other half, as stipulated by law, to his beautiful widow, Li Lu.

Li Lu, a young playboy on the fashion scene, opened his eyes after a drunken night and discovered he'd become a...

wealthy widower?

His husband had barely been buried. The guests at the funeral treated him with contempt, and his younger brother-in-law, Shen Sufeng, rushed home from abroad only to give Li Lu, his sister-in-law, the cold shoulder in public and corner him to warn him to keep his distance.

What? Who cares what you think?

Passing by his foolish puppy of a brother-in-law, Li Lu knelt before the grave, his slender, beautiful body looking heartbreakingly pitiful, though his bangs hid the smile he couldn't suppress.

With his dead husband gone, no one to keep an eye on him, and all that money, couldn't he do whatever he wanted?

Then one chaotic night, Li Lu got pregnant.

Watching his brother-in-law, whose memories were hazy after the drugs wore off, go mad searching for him, Li Lu felt inexplicably guilty. He secretly changed the timeline of his pregnancy to before his cheap husband's death. Either way, the baby belonged to the Shen family.

As a result, Shen Sufeng got even angrier and started acting completely differently toward him: sometimes coldly avoiding him, sometimes pressing him relentlessly, demanding that he explain the difference between the two Shen brothers.

Li Lu grew impatient with the pressure.

"One is dead. The other is annoying as hell."

His brother-in-law, Shen Sufeng, took the jab as a reason to move even closer, his Adam's apple bobbing. "You think I'm annoying? You like quiet men? Did my brother stay quiet when he was with you, too?"

"What?" Li Lu stared at him in confusion, lips slightly parted.

Through that gap, Shen Sufeng glimpsed the soft red tip of his tongue. His temple twitched. His eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept in ages. He dragged his thumb firmly across Li Lu's lips.

"But I can't hold back. Just thinking about it... I can't hold back."

Shen Sufeng once sat alone by his older brother's grave for an entire night. Before leaving, he finally bowed his head and knocked it hard against the ground.

Brother, you always cared for me the most when you were alive. Let me have my turn now that you're gone.

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