The Sickly Beauty Is Too Irresistible!

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Shen Congbai was sickly, gloomy, and weighed down by a body riddled with illness. After being framed, he died of his illness overseas.

However, he was reborn, back in his third year abroad. He opened his eyes, recalled everything from his previous life, and immediately decided to return home and change his fate.

On his first day back, his abandoned stray-dog boyfriend appeared. With sharp features, he pinned Shen Congbai against the wall with one hand. His burning kisses left Shen unable to resist, their breaths tangling as he repeatedly demanded, "Why did you break up with me back then?"

Shen Congbai pressed his lips together and coughed softly. His lips turned pale, and tears instantly welled in his eyes, clinging to his lashes, ready to fall. "Feng Yu, I don't feel well."

On his second day back, the eldest young master of the Shen family, who had once doted on him most, walked right past him as coldly as if they were strangers.

Shen Congbai twisted his ankle on level ground, baring a stretch of pale waist. The corners of his eyes reddened. "Ah... That hurts."

On his third day back, the real heir from the switched-at-birth story was at the same banquet. He watched Shen Congbai get targeted and framed, and even joined in with a mocking remark.

Shen Congbai tipped his head back and downed a glass of... Coca-Cola. The drink soaked his collar, revealing the smooth skin beneath. He turned to the man and complained, "You're so mean."

Boyfriend/eldest young master of the Shen family/real young master: I can't help it. He's just too delicate.

The consequences of provoking them too much were...

The stray-dog boyfriend who couldn't resist temptation pinned him against the wall with one hand, his sharp features close. His burning kisses left Shen unable to resist, their breaths tangling as he repeatedly pressed him, "Why did you break up with me back then?"

The seemingly aloof and self-controlled eldest young master of the Shen family, after taking off that forbidden skin suit, held most of Shen's waist in his large hand and licked every inch of him again and again, murmuring in his ear, "You can't run away."

The man Shen used to trample underfoot and treat like a servant had changed places with him overnight. Shen was now the one pinned beneath him. He had thought the man would take revenge, but instead, he gripped Shen's ankle and traced up from his calf, deeper and deeper. "Young master, please be gentle with me."

Content warnings:

1. One shou with three gongs, dog-training fiction. Readers who are possessive of their favorite should proceed with caution! I don't know what kind of style this is. It's neither sweet nor angsty, so please go easy on me.

2. The plot and logic are dead. This is just a work the author wrote for their own enjoyment. Everything is supported by personal kinks, so please be kind, readers!

3. The blurb is misleading. If the story differs from what you expected, please go easy on me...

4. The shou is delicate and bratty, and purely weak. Readers who are possessive of their favorite should stay away. This is pure dog-training fiction!

5. This is a practice piece focused on romance. It's messy, overly sentimental, and has very little dialogue. Proceed with caution.

If you're interested, check out my other novel, C-Rank Guide's Dog-Training Routine. Here's the blurb.

Chu Zhu was the lowest-ranked C-rank guide in the Guide Tower. His mental strength was so weak he could barely light up the testing device, yet for some reason he was assigned as a temporary guide to the Dawn team.

He looked at the several S-rank sentinels standing before him, afraid one of them might snap and drain all his mental strength. Fortunately, these big shots didn't think much of a little C-rank guide like him and mostly ignored him.

Until an accident caused his mental strength to overflow, leaving the sentinels dazed and out of their minds.

Facing the S-rank sentinels closing in step by step, Chu Zhu was so frightened he collapsed onto the floor and slowly crawled backward.

Then he suddenly bumped into a broad, warm body behind him. A large hand gripped his chin, and Chu Zhu looked up, his pupils trembling. He begged, "No... That's too much. I can't take it."

At the same time, someone lifted his slender, bony ankle, and he felt a damp touch.

Chu Zhu suddenly lost his voice. The sentinels, normally so refined and self-controlled, raised their shadowy beast eyes, unable to hide their lust. One of them ran a scarlet tongue along his calf.

"Please carry out your calming duty, Guide Chu Zhu."

Guest No. 1: A calm, calculating peacemaker who's gentle on the surface

Guest No. 2: A cold, heartless, prideful and despairing househusband

Guest No. 3: A fragile but capable fighter, a rabid dog liable to snap at any moment

Guest No. 4: A dangerous, despairing, autistic child who survives by teasing his wife (not really)

Content warnings: One shou with four gongs, amateur writing, no logic, a bland plot written only to indulge personal kinks. Weak, delicate, and domestic shou. Readers who are possessive of their favorite, stay away!

Theme: Care for your family, starting with you and me.