Upcoming: "The Straight Guy Who Secretly Loved Me Sucked on Me Like I Was a Cat"
Fatherly master gong x sunny puppy-like shou
Immortal Venerable Qiwu, Fu Jingtong, found a child and brought him all the way back to his sect.
His fellow disciples read the child's fortune and shook their heads repeatedly: This child is cursed with ill fortune. His path will be full of hardship, and he's likely to kill his master, destroy his sect, and commit the ultimate betrayal.
Fu Jingtong looked down at Zhaoshui, asleep in his arms. The child was drooling in his sleep, clutching one corner of Fu Jingtong's robe and refusing to let go.
Fu Jingtong's heart softened. "I don't believe in that nonsense."
Fu Jingtong overruled everyone and took Zhaoshui as his disciple, raising him with care.
As Fu Jingtong's sole disciple, Zhaoshui was exceptionally gifted and widely considered the best among the sect's young disciples. But since the fortune-telling had predicted his fate, everyone kept their distance.
Zhaoshui came home in a sorry state, tears in his eyes. "Master, they say I'm cursed with ill fortune, and one day I'll bring about your death!"
Fu Jingtong flew into a rage, grabbed his sword, and headed straight for the neighboring sect. "Which little brat bullied my disciple?"
In Fu Jingtong's eyes, his disciple was perfect in every way.
Not only was he gifted, he was handsome, clever, and lively, following behind him and calling him "Master" at every turn.
How could such a good child be cursed with ill fortune and destined to betray him?
Until one day, Zhaoshui sneaked into Fu Jingtong's room and burrowed into his master's arms like a puppy. As he nuzzled him, he rubbed Fu Jingtong's sash loose.
Zhaoshui wrapped his arms around Fu Jingtong's neck, looking pitifully up at him. He carefully leaned in to kiss him. "Master, I love you."
Fu Jingtong: "..."
So this was the ultimate betrayal?
Upcoming: "The Straight Guy Who Secretly Loved Me Sucked on Me Like I Was a Cat" (Slow-to-realize sunny straight-guy gong x cool, aloof-on-the-outside, warm-on-the-inside shou)
Whenever Zuo Ye thinks back to the night he was treated like a cat, he regrets handing that drink to Qin Yuzhen.
His childhood friend and secret crush swirled his glass, smiling as he gazed at Zuo Ye.
The next second, Qin Yuzhen pinned Zuo Ye to the sofa, rested one hand on his head, and tousled his hair like he was petting a cat.
Zuo Ye's hands were held firmly in place. A warm kiss landed on his forehead. Flustered, he met Qin Yuzhen's hazy, drunken gaze. Qin Yuzhen smiled, caught his wrist, and kissed it.
"Xiao Ye, be good."
Drunk and muddle-headed, Qin Yuzhen stroked Zuo Ye from head to toe as if he were his pet cat. The next morning, he remembered nothing, and Zuo Ye could only pretend nothing had happened.
Because Qin Yuzhen was straight.
Who could have guessed that once he was treated like a cat, it would happen again and again, each time going further than before?
Today, Qin Yuzhen kissed his cheeks and rubbed his head. Next time, he patted his butt and stroked the base of his tail. Zuo Ye was left a flustered mess, while Qin Yuzhen would touch him and then forget, flirt with him and then walk away, leaving Zuo Ye to stew in silence.
Until one day, Qin Yuzhen's cat was left at Zuo Ye's house.
Qin Yuzhen pinned both of Zuo Ye's wrists with one hand. His calloused fingertips slipped beneath the hem of Zuo Ye's shirt, exposing a narrow strip of waist, so pale it almost dazzled.
Just as he was about to kiss the little belly of the cat beneath him, he heard a meow. Qin Yuzhen looked up in confusion and saw his black cat crouched a few steps away, glaring at him with disdain.
Qin Yuzhen: "?"
He slowly turned around and finally saw that the person beneath him was Zuo Ye, hair tousled and ears bright red.
Theme: Don't believe in fate.
Because the apprentice himself wants to be the master's wife 🐶