We’ve Time-Traveled to the Modern Era, and My Dao Companion Still Wants to Have His Way with Me?

[Pre-release: My Foxy Self Got Raised by a Psycho Daddy] Sleepy, sickly, and teasing little cat bottom x outwardly proper but secretly scheming, brooding top Rumor had it that the beloved young fool of the Song family suddenly regained his senses after a serious illness. But now he was frail, coughing every few steps and nodding off at the drop of a hat, with no memories at all. Some said he was haunted by something unclean. Others said Heaven had taken pity on the Song family for their good deeds. There were even alarmists who claimed it was a curse. Song Tingxue looked down at his young body and fell into thought. According to the doctor’s scientific explanation, he had narcolepsy. As for the unscientific explanation… he supposed he counted as something unclean. His family said he would never get better if he slept all day at home, so they forced Song Tingxue to go on a blind date. They said he needed to fall in love to settle down, and that going out on dates now and then might even improve his health. In the spirit of respecting the old and caring for the young, Song Tingxue went. But he didn’t like his blind date. The other man was cold and distant when they first met. Halfway through the meal, the man’s personality suddenly changed. He even started putting Song Tingxue’s favorite braised pork ribs on his plate. Song Tingxue twitched his ears, kept a straight face, and thanked him. The blind date ended there. He thought it would just be a formality, but his family actually wanted him to marry the eldest young master of the Ye family. They said his birth charts matched the young master’s perfectly, that they were made for each other, and forced him to go on dates with the man every day. Song Tingxue: “We shouldn’t believe in feudal superstition.” But his elders cried, made a scene, and threatened to hang themselves, so Song Tingxue had no choice but to obediently go on dates with Ye Chengxiao. But every time he went out with Ye Chengxiao, his narcolepsy suddenly kicked in and he fell asleep. Without exception, when he woke up, he was in the other man’s arms, and his body had all sorts of symptoms, in varying degrees. One time his tongue felt sore and weak and his lips were swollen. Next time his mouth was chafed. The time after that, red spots suddenly appeared on his neck. Then his hands were sore and weak, and eventually his legs went wobbly too. Song Tingxue decided he really needed to sleep, or he might die. So he shut his doors to visitors and slept at home every day. But Ye Chengxiao came again, sitting beside his bed and saying gently, “Tingxue, I’m here to take you out for a meal.” Song Tingxue: “…” I just want to get a good night’s sleep! Song Tingxue thought Ye Chengxiao had a masochistic streak. The worse his temper got, the more the other man smiled like he’d won the lottery. Later, Ye Chengxiao pinned him inside a cramped car, his back pressed against the other man’s burning chest. Ye Chengxiao nipped his earlobe and whispered: “Xiaoxue, do you remember? We used to be just like this. You could never hold out, and would cry and beg me to stop, but every time I pretended not to hear you.” Song Tingxue shook his head in confusion. “I don’t remember…” Two vague figures appeared in his mind, one ethereal and elegant, the other wickedly handsome and domineering. Ye Chengxiao held him face-to-face, his voice filled with the joy of having found what he had lost. “Xiaoxue, my Xiaoxue…” Song Tingxue’s consciousness drifted. Unwittingly, he murmured, “Yanshan.” Ye Chengxiao asked hoarsely, “Who is Yanshan to you?” Song Tingxue answered instinctively, “My beloved, my… cultivation partner…” Bonus scene divider Ever since Ye Chengxiao discovered that Song Tingxue had made a room to display all the pretty things he collected, he couldn’t stop himself. Song Tingxue thought Ye Chengxiao would like the wall lined with gold best, but who could have guessed the man had a special fondness for little dresses? Song Tingxue had only collected them because they were pretty. He didn’t have a cross-dressing fetish, and he’d bought random sizes, so there was no way he could wear them. But Ye Chengxiao was wicked. He deliberately picked out dresses that were too small and coaxed him into putting them on. Song Tingxue glared at him viciously, wanting to take the dress off and throw it in his face. ------------Pre-release divider------------- Pretty, naive little fox bottom x powerful, psycho daddy top Su Rongyu had just turned one hundred when his clan elders ripped open a spatial rift and sent him to an unfamiliar world. A heavenly punishment had also stripped him of all his spiritual power, leaving him able to maintain only his beast form. It wasn’t until Ye Siheng came to the Ye family ancestral home to pay his respects that Su Rongyu was surprised to discover that contact with him could increase his spiritual power. Su Rongyu immediately decided to adopt this human and make him his servant. But reality was completely different from what he’d imagined. Everyone in the Ye family said Su Rongyu was an auspicious creature, the Ye family’s lucky mascot, and that they had to take good care of him. Only Ye Siheng, that madman, was different. Su Rongyu deliberately spoke in human language to frighten and threaten him. But Ye Siheng had the nerve to grab him by the scruff and lift him up, sneering, “You really think I’m like those old fossils? You wild fox.” Ye Siheng’s presence was so overwhelming that Su Rongyu flattened his ears in fright and protested, “I’m not a wild fox!” Ye Siheng casually weighed him in his hands and said something shocking. “I wonder what fox meat tastes like. Let’s cook some and find out.” Terrified and weeping, Su Rongyu immediately gave up on making Ye Siheng his servant. But he couldn’t increase his spiritual power through contact with anyone but Ye Siheng. The madman spoke again. “If you don’t want to be eaten, be my pet.” Su Rongyu was the most doted-on little fox in his clan, and the only pure-white fox. How could he become a human’s pet? But if he refused, he couldn’t touch Ye Siheng whenever he wanted to increase his spiritual power. Without spiritual power, he couldn’t take human form, and he might even get eaten. In the end, Su Rongyu could only sniffle and place his tail in Ye Siheng’s hands. “I can warm your bed. My tail is really fluffy and feels nice, so you can use it as a pillow. My fur is smooth, and you can pet it whenever you like.” As he spoke, he even raised his ears, which had drooped with fear, and offered them to the man. “My ears feel nice too. Try them.” Ye Siheng finally took pity on him and pulled him into his arms. Watching the number above his head shoot up, Su Rongyu suddenly felt less afraid. Once he had saved up enough spiritual power to heal his injuries and take human form, he could leave. He rubbed his face against Ye Siheng’s palm and said softly, trying to ingratiate himself, “My face feels nice to touch too.” Su Rongyu patiently endured his time with Ye Siheng, day in and day out. At long last, he saved up enough spiritual power to take human form. That very night, he decided to run away, only to be caught red-handed by Ye Siheng. The man stood half-hidden in the dark, cold air radiating from him. His voice carried its usual lazy drawl. “Little fox, come here.” “I don’t want you to raise me anymore. You’re crazy!” Su Rongyu tried to leave, but Ye Siheng wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him into his embrace. The man’s cool breath brushed his sensitive neck. “So fifty points of spiritual power were all you needed to take human form…” He gently touched Su Rongyu’s fox ears and tail, tempting him. “Being in bed can earn you a lot more, enough to make you completely human. Want to try?” Su Rongyu was stunned. This madman could see the number above his head too. That night, Ye Siheng tied him to the bed, and his spiritual power shot up by two hundred points. *Important notes: 1. Ancient-to-modern transmigration, with both characters transmigrating. The top has his memories, but the bottom has amnesia. The bottom and his original counterpart are the same person. 2. Both are devoted to each other, and each has only ever loved the other. 3. Not for readers with extreme preferences. 4. The bottom is a sickly beauty with long hair. Please skip if that bothers you. 5. The bottom likes collecting all kinds of pretty things, including dresses. There will be cross-dressing later. Please skip if that bothers you. 6. Since the bottom needs to sleep to restore his soul in the main story, the novel is categorized as modern fantasy due to its fantastical elements. Blurb saved on April 5, 2026 Theme: For you, a thousand times over