A fake aloof beauty, actually a lazy, laid-back receiver x an attack who loves to overthink
After his memories awakened, Mu Yu realized he had transmigrated into a book.
Considering his tragic background and extraordinary cultivation, Mu Yu concluded, "Holy crap, I'm the overpowered male lead! Woohoo, here I come!"
But that very night, his usually reserved junior brother blushed and asked him, "Senior Brother, could you be the cultivation furnace for me and me alone?"
Mu Yu was stunned. "Wait, what channel did I land in? Don't tell me this is one of those male-male novels with two male leads?"
Later, Mu Yu was lucky enough to get his hands on the original novel. After reading it all night, he sat on pins and needles, with a lump in his throat and a prickling sensation down his back.
The good news: He really was the male lead.
The bad news: He was the male lead of an erotic novel with a Haitang scent!
Mu Yu wanted to lie flat, but he didn't want to lie flat and get screwed!
His senior and junior brothers all treated him well, so Mu Yu naively thought he would be spared the things that happened in the story.
But he was still framed, nearly lost his cultivation, and was about to become a cultivation furnace shared by the whole sect.
Heartbroken, Mu Yu fled the immortal sect and became a fugitive wanted across the cultivation world. At his bleakest moment, the only one to offer him a helping hand was his former nemesis, the Demon Lord Meng Lihuo.
A thousand years ago, Mu Yu had cut off both his wings. They should have been sworn enemies, unable to coexist.
Meng Lihuo asked him, "You'd give up being the immortal sect's top disciple to follow me? Are you sure?"
Mu Yu pressed his lips together, nodded, and clutched Meng Lihuo's clothes, refusing to let go.
Meng Lihuo picked up the badly wounded Mu Yu and carried him back to the demon realm.
Once they got there, Meng Lihuo said solemnly, "We don't keep idle people in the demon realm."
Mu Yu nodded. "Just tell me what you need me to do."
Meng Lihuo asked, "How do you feel about becoming the Demon Queen?"
Mu Yu looked confused. "Huh?" Weren't they supposed to be sworn enemies?
With nowhere else to go, Mu Yu could only smile and agree.
People really were perverse. On the day he married Meng Lihuo, the senior and junior brothers who had betrayed him came one after another, kneeling and begging him to return.
Mu Yu: Don't @ me. I'm married to a demon.
After the war between immortals and demons, Meng Lihuo was gravely wounded. Once he recovered, he began forgetting things.
One day, he woke up to find Mu Yu lying in his arms, completely unguarded!
Meng Lihuo was shocked. They were sworn enemies who fought the moment they met. He shook the sleeping Mu Yu awake and sneered, "Is the immortal sect that short on people? To make me withdraw my troops, did they really send you to throw yourself at me?"
After a whole night of being tossed around, Mu Yu was still sleepy. He kissed Meng Lihuo on the cheek and mumbled, bleary-eyed, "Xiao Meng, stop fussing and let me sleep a little longer."
Meng Lihuo's face turned bright red.
Damn his sworn enemy. He didn't just want to beat him, he wanted to steal his heart!
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