The Monsters' Husbands

Battle power inexplicably through the roof bottom VS clingy, pampered, dark, possessive, vicious and crazed top, split into fragments

After accidentally opening a book, Cheng Xushui found something extraordinary happening around him: a black little blob clung to him every day, calling him "hubby," and no matter what he did, he couldn't push it away.

Calling him hubby was one thing, but it couldn't even dress itself. It had a terrible temper every day, demanding kisses and cuddles and comfort, and throwing a tantrum whenever anything displeased it.

[The little blob keeps insisting it wants to marry me. What a headache.]

Behind the black blob was a love-starved viper that lounged beside him every day, gazing at him longingly and hoping to get its master's warm embrace.

But the snake was cold-blooded. Its scales were harder than iron and colder than ice. When it pressed against him, it made him wish he could swallow ten hand warmers.

[Even if the snake's tail takes drugs to warm itself up, it can't change the fact that it's rock-hard.]

The third was a scorpion named Dalai Zhi. Dalai Zhi felt wonderful to touch, soft and squishy, and when it lifted its head, he could see the scorpion's handsome face. Cheng Xushui was quite pleased. The only problem was that the scorpion's tail was troublesome, always poking his waist as if it couldn't wait to fill him with poison.

[Dalai Zhi is pretty nice to touch, but no matter how sweet the poison is, he won't like it.]

The ram-headed book containing countless monsters was opened, and the world was like Pandora's box, with monsters rushing out. To destroy the book once and for all, they sought out the person connected to it.

But the truth was this: the monster that could invade human minds had its fleshy legs chopped off and was cut into pieces; the monster that awakened people's evil desires had all its limbs removed and was locked up in a human prison; and the powerful monster they had finally sent out disappeared after sneaking into a human residence...

From then on, a second legend arose among the monsters: if you encounter a knife-wielding man with a blank face and visible lower whites of his eyes, run away as fast as you can. And be especially wary of the three monsters beside him, because they aren't one of your kind. They're vile creatures that help the wicked and abet the cruel.

Upcoming story in my collection, currently serializing:

Cowardly, sharp-tongued bottom VS obsessive, black-hearted top

Jiang Hanchun had been a low-key office worker for years, all because he was afraid someone would discover how rich he was.

He secretly kept a young celebrity, whose face looked just like the man who had died several years ago.

He spent a great deal of money on the young celebrity, until one day...

A chill filled the summer bedding, and a frigid voice sounded beside his ear:

"How does it feel to keep a pretty boy with my inheritance? Having fun?"

Jiang Hanchun was so startled that he dropped his phone. Before he could explain, he was locked in the basement.

Though he couldn't have explained himself anyway. After all, a dog's mouth can't produce ivory, and Jiang Hanchun's mouth couldn't say anything that would make Cheng Wuyi happy.

Jiang Hanchun had always been afraid of Cheng Wuyi. He was afraid when Cheng Wuyi was alive, and now that Cheng Wuyi was dead, he was even more afraid.

"Weren't you dead?" Jiang Hanchun trembled as he tugged at the chain around his ankle.

Cheng Wuyi's dark red eyes gleamed cruelly. "I died so you could throw your weight around up there, is that it?"

He hadn't managed to teach Jiang Hanchun a lesson while he was alive, so he would do it now that he was dead. Jiang Hanchun was his, after all.

Theme: Strive to live well and keep moving forward every day.