You Smell Like Your Ex-Husband's Pheromones [Feel-Good Story]

Please, little angels, add me to your collections and help me get this story started (praying QuQ)

[Your ex-husband returns as a shrunken puppy-dog boyfriend. This time, he's fallen for you all over again.]

[The male lead gets octopus tentacles later on, which can reach the female lead. If tentacle play scares you, you can leave.]

The female lead's sentinel husband died.

Everyone urged her to find another, saying that even though he was incredible and loved her dearly, this time he was really dead.

She wouldn't listen. After raising that dog for so long, she knew a clever ex like him wouldn't die and leave her to live alone.

Troublemakers live a thousand years. That ex-husband dog couldn't possibly be dead. He couldn't stand being apart from Qiao Qi for even a moment. People with canine spirit animals were all a little crazy.

They were domineering and possessive, and so loyal to their partners that they would crawl back from hell to take them away.

The female lead believed the male lead wasn't dead.

But she never expected their reunion to be so awkward.

Amnesia, completely changed hair and eye color, 18 centimeters shorter, and even a change of gender, from sentinel to guide.

Now that's a wild life!

The female lead didn't hesitate. She kicked him and said to the terrified new guide, "You stupid dog, how dare you show your face in front of me?"

She smiled, flashing her canine teeth, and threatened him brightly: "I'll beat you to death."

The innocent Ying Xingtai: "?"

His expression was like someone who'd seen a ghost in broad daylight.

*

The male lead thought he was incredibly unlucky.

He woke up one day and was taken to the White Tower. On top of that, a very pretty but fierce guide had taken an interest in him and punched him every time they met.

Today was his tenth day trying to run away.

Administrator: "Once you're here, you can't leave. No."

Male lead: "But she tries to beat me up every day! Every single day! Do you know what it's like to wake up and face her every day?!"

Administrator: "Are you bragging?"

Male lead: "?" What's wrong with you!

He couldn't imagine that the man who was now terrified of the female lead and desperate to escape the White Tower and live as a drifter would soon change his tune.

Just like the people he looked down on, he would fall hopelessly in love with her.

He would chase after the female lead and keep asking about her spouse, grow despondent over her vague answers, and act like his world was ending. Then, when he learned she was widowed, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from looking delighted right in front of her. His octopus tentacles would crawl up to her lower belly, clinging to it obsessively.

#Holy crap, your husband died? That's great, now I have a chance. Ah, that's not what I meant. I'm so sorry about your husband's death... What a stroke of luck for me.#

A story about a man getting jealous of himself: the ex-husband dies for the female lead, comes back to life, then gets jealous of himself.

Please note:

1. The male lead starts out as a growing puppy-dog boyfriend, then becomes a cool, commanding sentinel.

2. The female lead is max-level from the start. She's prickly, but at heart she's a responsible, good person.

3. The person rumored to have died is, of course, the male lead himself.

4. Both leads attract the interest of bystanders and extras, but only have feelings for each other. (Falling for me is only natural.)

Contains plenty of scenes where the leads show off and impress everyone.

Bonus scene:

Ying Xingtai with Qiao Qi: *Leans meekly against her, humble and obedient.* "Teacher, I'd even be willing to be your substitute."

Ying Xingtai with someone else: *Grabs them by the collar, brazenly defying their superior.* "I like dating widows. What are you going to do about it?!"

Qiao Qi sees this and is horrified. She shields the seemingly frail young man: "What have you people done to my disciple?!"

[Synopsis screenshot saved on January 6, 2025.]

Theme: Strive to make progress.