I Played the Pitiful, Flirtatious One to Win Over My Master

- [My new novel, The Demon King Villain's Inner Thoughts Are Exposed, is now open for preorders!] - ****Main Story**** [Fox top who talks big but is a pure romantic x Gentle, sly bottom who sees through everything but says nothing] Top's POV: Shen Shu transmigrated into the world of cultivation and was attacked the moment he arrived. His opponent was far stronger. Shen Shu ran three laps without shaking him off, so in the end he simply dropped to his knees, eyes reddening and glistening as he clung to the other man's trouser leg. "Please don't kill me." The other man's sword clanged to the ground. Only later did Shen Shu discover that he'd awakened the abilities of a fox spirit: playing the victim and acting coy could keep his opponents under control. Okay, when the tears start falling, dignity goes out the window. To save his own skin, Shen Shu took the man as his master, then immediately threw himself into his master's arms and played the pitiful little thing. Everyone thought he was a weak, scheming little green tea, but his master believed every word he said. So when his master promised to protect him for the rest of his life, Shen Shu slowly let down his guard, tucked away his fox tail, and tried to trust him. Days and months passed. One day, clutching his sword tassel, he finally decided to give his heart sincerely, only to overhear the truth behind his master's kindness: "As long as Shen Shu willingly lets himself be possessed, the soul of that fox demon can be brought back." So those compassionate eyes had been shedding crocodile tears. Fine, then. Play nice? Not a chance. Bottom's POV: After the little fox demon Wen Zhuo raised died, he seemed to become a different person. He was forever keeping others at arm's length, smiling with a knife behind his back, and often disappearing for years at a time. That was until he brought Shen Shu back. His eyes looked just like those of the fox demon who had died in the ice coffin. Wen Zhuo treated him better than anyone else. But when the disciple he'd taken in went mad and seized control of the sect, Wen Zhuo had his cultivation sealed and became his bedmate. Everyone thought Wen Zhuo had raised an ungrateful wretch and must hate him with all his heart. Is that so? Behind red curtains, lantern light flickered. Bound all over with red cords, Wen Zhuo played along, resisting Shen Shu and reproaching him for defying his master and repaying kindness with betrayal, his eyes full of affection. But in his heart, he thought: "You're still as beautiful as you were a hundred years ago." "No matter how much you resent me this time, I won't let you go again." [Bonus Scene] Shen Shu had been holding a question inside for a long time. Today, he finally asked it: "Master, why do you have a sword tassel just like mine?" Wen Zhuo looked surprised. "Huh? Is that so? What a coincidence. When are we going to bed?" "No, wait. Shouldn't Master explain...?" "First we do this and then that, and there, all done. Why aren't you tying your master up today?" Wen Zhuo smiled and held out his hands, looking at Shen Shu with eager anticipation. *Fox top x Master bottom *Misunderstandings spanning past and present lives; proceed at your own risk if this is a trigger *Includes scenes where the top treats the bottom like a life-sized body pillow, and the bottom does the same to the top Coming soon: The Demon King Villain's Inner Thoughts Are Exposed A chuuni fool who thinks he's clever top x A genuinely smart bottom who has no choice but to play dumb Wei Qin is the villainous demon king in an old-school comic. After carefully plotting and scheming, he was unexpectedly killed off by the main characters, whose plot armor let them team up through some inexplicable bond. Then he transmigrated. Watching ordinary people in a convenience store queue up neatly to trade with demons for food, Wei Qin made up his mind: "Then I shall become the new ruler and lead you all into a new world!" "Excuse me, could you move? I need to pay." "Oh, sorry." Before he could do that, Wei Qin would have to bide his time, go undercover in the home of this weak human, and pretend to let him look after him. Wei Qin looked at Jiang Qiu and thought just that. * Jiang Qiu is the lead artist of a popular comic. A strange person showed up at his home. When this person spoke, black-and-white speech bubbles appeared beside him. Wei Qin (coldly): Thank you. [If I am to reach the pinnacle of humanity, I must endure living in such cramped quarters. What a humiliation... No matter. Those who achieve great things do not fret over trifles!] Jiang Qiu looked at Wei Qin, who had fallen asleep in the soft bed in no time, and silently covered him with a blanket. * When Wei Qin found out that Jiang Qiu was a comic artist, he demanded that Jiang Qiu redraw his autobiography, making him look wise and mighty. Jiang Qiu did draw it, but it was about the demon king's foolish everyday antics. It became a huge hit, and before long the silly demon king had countless fans. Wei Qin thought his plan to destroy the world was going quite well. At a signing event, Wei Qin's plotting was so loud and outrageous that someone finally couldn't take it anymore and came over to mock him. Random passerby: Are you a chuuni or something? Jiang Qiu, who had been smiling and shaking hands with readers, dropped his pen, rushed over, covered Wei Qin's ears, and viciously chased the passerby away. It had taken him so long to soothe this silly demon king! What if Wei Qin went home, curled up in a corner with his tail tucked in, and secretly cried again? Who would be responsible for that?! [Bonus Scene] It turned out there was still some demonic energy left in this world. Every now and then, after absorbing enough demonic energy, Wei Qin could partially return to his original form and control the minds of one or two people. That day, Wei Qin finally gathered enough strength. He tapped Jiang Qiu on the forehead and temporarily took control of his mind. After lying low for so long, he could finally do whatever he wanted and commit all manner of misdeeds! Meanwhile, Jiang Qiu had secretly finished studying the comic's lore and successfully made himself immune to Wei Qin's mind control. Wei Qin's tail swished nonstop. Doing his best to contain his excitement, he cleared his throat and said, "Then, then... give me a kiss!" Jiang Qiu, pretending to be controlled: Wait, I was already planning to take my clothes off, and now you're going for innocent romance??? Theme: Stay optimistic and keep moving forward through adversity