My Sweet-and-Black Senior Brother Has His Eye on Me

[Married First, Love Later / Mutual Pining / Childhood Friends] [Tsundere, Eccentric, Frail Young Lady × Cool, Two-Faced, Unhinged Senior Fellow Disciple] After an unexpected awakening, Sang Ying finally understands why her husband of three years has always been so distant and indifferent toward her. Xie Lingyu is the male lead of the book. His true form is a dragon, and he is a once-in-a-generation cultivation prodigy, the leading figure among the immortal sects and a genius among demon cultivators. She, meanwhile, is the book’s vicious supporting actress. Relying on her status as the young lady of Wuwen Sect, the greatest sect under heaven, she has mediocre talent and a spoiled temperament, always stirring up trouble wherever she goes. The rumors that Xie Lingyu had a beloved, an unattainable white moonlight, and had only married her because the Wuwen Sect Master forced him to were true after all. After learning the truth, Sang Ying thought about it for a long time. She thought back to when they were fellow disciples, then to their three years of marriage, and then to all the deep affection he had for his white moonlight in the book… Ah, none of that had happened. Her brain, usually occupied with sleeping in, couldn’t handle processing that much information OvO. All she knew was that Xie Lingyu didn’t love her. Sang Ying went to have a drink with her maternal big brother senior disciple, who had just emerged from seclusion. When she got so drunk she could barely think, she used his cat to wipe her tears while cursing Xie Lingyu. People always say dragons are… But in three years of marriage, she could count on one hand the number of times Xie Lingyu had shared her bed. She’d thought he was impotent, but it turned out he just hated being intimate with her! Her senior brother calmly wiped the cat clean and said succinctly, “Break up.” Sang Ying slapped the table and jumped to her feet. “Break up! I’ll write the divorce agreement right now!” - She woke from her hangover with her head splitting apart. Dazed, she took the hangover tea offered by a long, slender hand beside her and gulped it down. Then she heard a cool, icy voice. “My senior brother has only just emerged from seclusion, and you’re already eager to dump your useless husband for him. You really are deeply in love with him.” Only then did Sang Ying notice the oppressive atmosphere. She looked up in a daze and, in the dim, chilly light, saw him slowly rubbing his fingertips over the divorce agreement. She’d been too drunk to think straight last night, and had scrawled only a few huge, wild characters under the reason for the divorce. Xie Lingyu is impotent. I’m not satisfied. Sang Ying: Why did I say what I really think OvO! “Unfortunately, I’m no benevolent man willing to make your wish come true. Since you’re dissatisfied, I’ll keep going until you’re satisfied.” The bed curtains fell. Icy fingers gripped her chin, and a dragon’s tail covered in smooth scales emerged. The oppressive presence made her feel that something was very wrong. Sang Ying tried to get away, but when she looked down, she found a golden chain shackled around her ankle. Sang Ying: Huh? Huh!? #What, my aloof, elegant husband is actually a possessive love-struck maniac!?# #Turns out my clingy husband secretly snuggles up to me every day while I sleep, all dark and twisted# #You said you were impotent, so why are we working seven days a week with no breaks? Somebody help# ★★ Coming soon: How Does a Foolish Female Alpha Mark a Dragon-Rising Hero? Eighteen-year-old Taotao transmigrates into a book, landing in an old-school cultivation novel about a good-for-nothing who rises to become a dragon-riding hero. She’s the vicious supporting actress engaged to the male lead. The System tells her that she needs to follow the plot by bullying the male lead and recklessly courting disaster. Ying Tao has just presented as an alpha. Armed with her top-alpha certification, she confidently gets to work and gives the System an OK sign. The male lead hasn’t reached Foundation Establishment yet and needs food to survive, so Taotao snatches his meal without hesitation and coldly tosses him a bitter-melon-flavored nutrient drink, the worst-selling product in the galaxy. The male lead falls unconscious in an icy domain. Taotao promptly twists the knife, summons her Maine Coon spirit animal, and has it stomp all over him and dance on top of him. The male lead wins the swordsmanship championship and shines in the spotlight. Taotao releases her top-alpha white-peach pheromones to suppress him, forcing him to soak in a cold spring all day before his mind can settle. … The plot reaches a crucial turning point. Taotao drugs the male lead’s tea and mocks him for his delusions. She’ll never call him Baby or bite the back of his neck to mark this pretty but useless omega. Then she’ll leave him to be bullied by others. Taotao throws the broken-engagement letter in his face, feeling triumphant. She turns to stride away, but vines suddenly lash out in all directions and coil tightly around her ankles. The usually quiet, taciturn young man sets down the matching heart-lock he has just finished making. His long lashes, frosted with cold, lift unhurriedly as his gaze passes over the words “useless” on the letter. His icy fingers hook behind her waist and retrieve the drug she forgot to put away. Without a word, he drinks it all in front of her. … Three days and three nights. His teeth clamp down on the soft nape of her neck. His low voice, lazy and sated, spills between his lips. “Baby, is this how you mark someone?” What? An alpha can’t be marked by someone else! Her last shred of dignity drives Taotao to release the last of her top-alpha peach-scented pheromones. She summons her fierce cat spirit too, hoping to intimidate this wicked omega who’s been running amok. And then… Taotao shamefully cries all night again. The bite on the back of her neck turns bright red. Her cat tail droops limply, and tears cling to the corners of her eyes as she can only whimper pitifully in frustration. #Damn it! Weren’t top alphas supposed to crush everyone indiscriminately? How did I end up underneath him?# #Wah, is it even reasonable for an omega in a cultivation world to mark an alpha?# #How does a foolish female alpha mark a dragon-rising hero? Asking online, urgent!# Airhead × Grump Foolish little cat × Cool, aloof guy The female alpha has no accessories, only pheromones and a spirit animal. The male lead isn’t an omega, he’s an ordinary person. The female lead just thinks he is. ★★ Coming soon: The Seventh Year After My Sister Died At fifteen, Lin Mo is adopted from the countryside by the wealthy and powerful Bo family in A City. At seventeen, Bo Mo, living under someone else’s roof, dies on a rainy night. When she wakes again, she has no money and is walking through unfamiliar streets, knowing no one. In this helpless, bewildered moment, all Bo Mo can think of are the two men who are technically her older brothers. They are true favorites of the heavens, admired by everyone. The eldest, Bo Sichen, took over the family conglomerate at a young age and is refined and aloof. The second, Bo Jinfeng, is rebellious and roguish, carefree and unrestrained. Bo Mo understood long ago that she was not one of them. She only wanted to study hard and get into a good university, keeping her distance from both. They barely interacted before she died. The rain pours down in sheets, the downpour bleak and desolate. Bo Mo borrows a phone from a kind passerby. After thinking it over, she carefully dials Bo Sichen’s number. The phone rings for a long time. He only answers when the second round of ringing is almost over. Afraid of disturbing him so late at night, she speaks timidly, her voice unconsciously low. “Hello, big brother.” There is no sound at all from the other end of the line. Bo Mo nervously plucks the raindrops from the ends of her hair, stiff and awkward as she murmurs, “I’m outside and can’t find my way home. I don’t have any money. Big brother, could you… lend me some?” The sound of glass shattering comes from the other end of the line, sharp and piercing. In the gloomy rainy night, it sounds like a long-silent dream being broken. … A rumor is widely circulated among A City’s elite: the Bo brothers have never married, and the younger one has no interest in women, because they are saving themselves for their unattainable white moonlight. Interested parties piece together a portrait from the few clues they can find. A long ponytail, the uniform of A City No. 1 High School, a gentle nature, and a love of jasmine. Huh. Why does that sound so much like the Bo family’s long-dead… younger sister? … Perhaps because of what they’ve experienced, the two brothers are very different seven years later. The eldest is no longer cold and unapproachable. He is courteous and gentle, resolving every problem she faces and proving exceptionally reliable. The second brother has even given up his roguish ways. He softly tutors her every night and is very patient. But Bo Mo knows they still aren’t one of them. So, after saving enough money to rent a place of her own, she plans to sincerely thank her two brothers and leave the old house. She opens their bedroom door and is stunned to find the room plastered with her photos, filled with her belongings, like a nest full of treasures. She stumbles backward in shock, only to collide with the person behind her. … An icy chain clasps her ankle bone. Bo Mo can’t tell whose fingertips are gently stroking her, burning hot. Tears gather at the corners of her eyes as she trembles uncontrollably. The voice that falls beside her ear from behind is chilling, yet impossibly gentle. “Little sister, you’ve finally come home after all this time. Now that you’ve grown up, do you want to leave your big brothers?” One woman, two men Timid, dull, honest younger sister vs. two crazed older brothers who turned into dark, obsessive male ghosts after her death Theme: Be happy every day, no matter what