Killer Husband, Cooking to Spoil Me

Yan Duan, one of the top assassins in the martial world.

Five years ago, he was stabbed through the heart by a frail scholar, Mo Tongchen.

When he came back, he had lost his memory. The assassin became a "chef" and opened an eatery. A perfectly ordinary eatery.

After Yan Duan died, Mo Tongchen was so devastated that he jumped off a cliff himself.

Five years later, he came to Yan Duan's city. In the endless sea of people, he met his former lover again, but they could only be familiar strangers.

It was a little bittersweet.

People are greedy.

Before they met again, Mo Tongchen thought it would be enough simply to breathe the same air on the same land.

But after seeing him... how could Mo Tongchen be content with being a stranger?

A tale of a "down-and-out scholar" in need of a "peerless hero" to save him was ready to unfold!

When Mo Tongchen "successfully" found himself sleeping on the street, the softhearted hero took him home.

Yan Duan didn't know that it's easy to invite a god in, but hard to send one away!

With the attitude of "well, since I'm already here," Mo Tongchen "latched on" to the eatery. He freeloaded on food and drink, borrowed money, and shamelessly insisted on repaying his "debt" with his body.

Outwardly, he was a gentle, refined gentleman, like a breeze through the pines and moonlight on water, exceptional in every way.

But once the door was shut and they were in bed, the scholar turned into a "fox," revealing a tail that could ensnare anyone.

He slept in complete disarray, needing the blankets pulled over him seven or eight times a night.

He could talk anyone into anything, and coaxed Yan Duan into going east whenever he pointed west.

Strangely enough, when the icy Yan Duan faced this "living god's" endless cuddles,

his body was all too honest! Not only did he fail to resist, he even responded involuntarily, and enjoyed every moment.

Though every time they got close, the glaring scar on his chest would ache unbearably.

The bloodstained memories buried within would flicker before his eyes,

reminding him that the person in his arms was truly "dangerous."

[A self-disciplined, rule-abiding, icy wolfdog gong VS a soft, cute, scheming little fox shou]

He once thought

that no matter how much the world called out, he would never again hear that person's voice calling his name;

that even if sunlight bathed the earth, he would never again see that person's shadow, or have their shadows intertwined.

Fortunately, there was still time.

**One-on-one, happy ending. A little bittersweet before they reunite.

**This story includes niche emotional themes and is recommended for readers aged 18 and older.

Theme: True love can endure the long passage of time.