Cuddling Up to My Tentacle Catnip Top Really Keeps Me Alive!

Here are some upcoming stories to look forward to: A Guide to Cherishing Your Frail, Delicate Flower; The Reclusive Real Young Master Is Doted On by His Possessive Daddy

As the last cat demon to gain human form before the founding of the nation, Su Mubai had an unstable soul from childhood and was delicate and frail.

On a celestial master's advice, Su Mubai entered show business as a teenager. He worked his way up from an unknown rookie to a top-tier star, hoping the affection and devotion of his fans would strengthen his soul. Unfortunately, the effect was negligible.

Watching Su Mubai grow weaker by the day, Grandpa Su gritted his teeth and sent him to marry Bo Yanchi, a powerful man with formidable spiritual energy.

Su Mubai had heard that Bo Yanchi's spiritual power was so strong it was hard to control, making him brooding, violent, icy, and heartless. Every demon in the capital trembled at the mention of his name.

Su Mubai braced himself to be thrown out the moment they met. Instead, Bo Yanchi was gentle and considerate, and loved cuddling and kissing him.

The first time Su Mubai saw Bo Yanchi:

Su Mubai: Blushing, heart racing, limbs weak, head spinning. He smells so good, so good. I want to take a whiff.

Grandpa, why didn't you tell me the big shot was a catnip spirit?

This is heaven. A paradise for cats.

Su Mubai and Bo Yanchi struck a deal: Su Mubai would help untangle Bo Yanchi's spiritual energy, which was as knotted as a ball of yarn, and Bo Yanchi would help stabilize his soul.

Everything was going perfectly, except that their cuddling started with just their fingertips touching and eventually became cuddling while completely naked.

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"Kitten, this is dual cultivation. It can stabilize your soul in one go. It's cultivation, so it's perfectly normal."

Su Mubai: "I-is that so?"

This cat hasn't read many books. Don't lie to him.

Later...

Su Mubai: "If it's dual cultivation, fine, but where did these tentacles come from? You said you were catnip. How are you catnip with a bunch of tentacle vines?"

Bo Yanchi gazed at him with an unreadable expression, then tied up the fleeing Su Mubai again and again.

"Kitten, I just mutated after cultivating for too long. Don't be afraid. You obviously love my vines. You get so excited every time."

Well... he wasn't exactly wrong.

Su Mubai lost himself in the sweet fragrance of catnip, sinking deeper and deeper. Bo Yanchi's vines wrapped around his waist, and red marks covered his body.

Still, something felt off. Why was his belly getting bigger and bigger? Had he been deceived in both body and heart by an old demon a thousand years his senior?

Upcoming Story 1: A Guide to Cherishing Your Frail, Delicate Flower

When Yu Luotang woke up, he realized that the world he lived in was nothing more than a book, and that he was the cannon-fodder foil to the book's protagonist.

A pretty, pampered, frail, sickly flower who could only survive by wagging his tail and clinging to others.

The protagonist was his younger brother, Yu Luobai, who had been sunny and cheerful since childhood, yet shrewd and capable. He debuted at eighteen and made a great success of himself in show business.

His family's so-called painstaking efforts to raise him were all for the sake of selling him for a good price and paving the way for Yu Luobai.

Fortunately, he recovered his memories the night before he was supposed to discuss his engagement to the protagonist's love interest.

The protagonist's love interest had already been having a secret affair with his younger brother. Not long after their marriage alliance, the two would scheme to kill him and seize all his assets. His family would shed a few crocodile tears before promptly forgetting all about him.

Yu Luotang rejected the self-righteous protagonist's love interest and chose Xie Wangqi, the book's ultimate villain instead.

It was said Xie Wangqi suffered from severe insomnia, was violent and tyrannical, and acted with reckless abandon. Everyone in the capital trembled at the mention of his name.

Yu Luotang didn't care. He only wanted to leave the Yu family. He only wanted to survive.

Besides, Xie Wangqi wasn't as cold and heartless as he'd imagined. Instead, he was gentle and considerate, spoiled him rotten, and granted his every wish.

Except that he was a little... clingy.

He had to hold Yu Luotang every night to fall asleep, loved biting the red mole on his collarbone, and would lift his chin for a clingy, lingering kiss. His needs also seemed especially...

Xie Wangqi had suddenly acquired a delicate, frail marriage partner, so beautiful he could hardly look away after their first meeting.

When they were together, Xie Wangqi's worsening headaches gradually eased. When they cuddled and snuggled, his violent moods slowly calmed. Sharing a bed with Yu Luotang let him sleep peacefully through the night.

Xie Wangqi wished he could pluck the stars from the sky and give everything to his little flower.

"Xie Wangqi, I'm scared to be alone. Stay with me."

"Okay."

"Big brother, I want the Yu family to go bankrupt, and Yu Luobai to be disgraced."

"Okay."

"Hubby, you have to love me more than you did yesterday."

"Okay."

"Puppy, you have no self-control. We need to sleep in separate rooms."

"No."

Xie Wangqi fixed his bloodshot gaze on Yu Luotang and pulled him into a deep kiss, holding his chin. He would grant Yu Luotang any wish except that one.

A Guide to Cherishing Your Little Flower

1. The little flower is afraid of the dark and thunder. Hold him and soothe him to sleep.

2. The little flower is delicate and frail. Keep his medicine ready. When it comes to that, be utterly restrained and utterly gentle.

3. The little flower needs lots of money, and even more love. Love him with all your heart.

4. Support your little flower unconditionally. Whatever he wants, whatever he needs, be the vine he can climb, not a thorny cage that traps him.

P.S. The protagonist will have a career of his own.

Upcoming Story 2: The Reclusive Real Young Master Is Doted On by His Possessive Daddy

Wen You'an died after staying up all night reading a novel. When he opened his eyes, he had become the cannon-fodder real young master in the book.

In the story, he was timid and bad with words. During his three years back home, he endured constant abuse, was repeatedly locked in a dark room and made to kneel in the ancestral hall, and was left hungry until he was nothing but skin and bones.

To pave the way for the fake young master in show business, the Wen family sent him to marry the book's most powerful villain, the disabled big shot Li Huaijin, in an auspicious marriage meant to bring him good fortune.

Li Huaijin, head of the Li family, had become eccentric, violent, and possessive after an accident left him unable to walk. His need for control and possession was pathological. Rumor had it he only had a few years to live, and everyone in the capital avoided him like a deadly curse.

Wen You'an was overjoyed after transmigrating. A controlling personality sounded great. He had severe social anxiety and a stutter, so this was perfect for him.

On his first night at the Li residence, Li Huaijin sat upright in his wheelchair, undisguised coldness in his eyes. "In the Li family, my word is the rule. Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask, and don't look at things you shouldn't look at. Of course, you can leave whenever you want after I die."

Wen You'an stared at Li Huaijin's legs, momentarily distracted. Clutching the hem of his shirt, he replied obediently, "N-no, won't leave. The Li family is good."

Later, Li Huaijin kept an eye on all three of his meals a day and forced him to keep a regular schedule, taking him from gaunt and bony to soft, fair, and plump.

With the resources of the Li family behind him, a socially anxious young man with a stutter managed to establish himself in show business, deliver face-slapping comeuppances, and live life on his own terms.

"An'an, those beautiful eyes of yours can only look at me."

"An'an, we agreed on four times a week. If you don't follow the rules, you'll be punished."

Wen You'an: That's right, punish me. Lock me in a dark room!

One day, Wen You'an noticed that the house had a double security door, a silver chain hidden in the bedside table, and even spyware installed on his phone.

His eyes lit up with anticipation. His husband was finally ready to force his love on him!

He was already sick of filming, attending social functions, and dealing with people. He wished he could stay home with Li Huaijin for the rest of his life.

He waited and waited, but the dark room never came. Instead, Li Huaijin clutched the silver chain, eyes bloodshot, and left vivid red marks on Wen You'an's neck.

"An'an, even like this, you can't leave me."

Wen You'an bent down to massage Li Huaijin's slightly lame leg, then leaned in and kissed his lips. In a hoarse voice, he said, "Hubby, like you."

From the love interest's perspective:

Everyone said he had gone crazy after becoming disabled. They were right. He had tried to kill himself countless times, but each time he was saved.

When his grandfather told him he had to marry, he refused. But then he saw that person wearing ill-fitting clothes and worn-out sneakers, his body covered in purple bruises from beatings, yet looking up at him with bright, shining eyes. Suddenly, he felt that maybe living wasn't so bad.

P.S. The love interest will be able to stand again. He won't limp forever!

Theme: Stay positive and optimistic, and never give up hope.