After I Found My Enemy's Little Wife

[Blurb from the top's perspective] [The full story costs only two yuan, qaq] Pitiful little beauty X “gentle” older man The day he killed his enemy, he found the enemy's beautiful little wife hiding in the enemy's closet. The little wife was clutching a kitchen knife and trembling, apparently terrified. Wen Yu. He'd seen him more than once. More than once, he'd thought his enemy was lucky to have married such a beautiful person. Unfortunately, Wen Yu couldn't stand him. He'd seen Wen Yu sitting in his enemy's lap, looking down at him. Wen Yu had even slapped him once and hit him on the head with an ashtray. Tsk. He turned to leave. But Wen Yu was shaking so badly that even the kitchen knife he'd been holding for protection fell from his hand. With nothing left to defend himself, he burst into tears, huge drops rolling down his cheeks, and called out his name. “Shen Huan, husband… husband… I'm sorry, don't hit me, sob…” He stopped and frowned. “Who are you calling your husband? I'm not your husband.” Wen Yu stared at him with beautiful, unfocused eyes. “Shen Huan… Husband, you don't want me anymore…?” Was he blind? His heart gave an abrupt jolt. His voice trembling, he asked, “Whose home is this?” “My husband's.” “Who is your husband?” “You… Shen Huan.” Wen Yu curled up into a ball and pitifully grabbed his pant leg, crying, “Why don't you love me anymore? You were so good to me before we got married, but you changed after we married… It's been three years. You always hit me and yell at me, sob…” “…” Holy crap, that bastard married him using my name???! ** Everyone knew the Shen family's eldest son had brought his enemy's wife home. They thought he was going to torment him for revenge, but instead, the beautiful little man didn't even have to walk on his own He carried him when they went out, held him while they ate, and tested the temperature of his water three times before letting him take a sip. Wen Yu would softly call him “Sir,” and Shen Huan's possessiveness and satisfaction would practically overflow from his eyes. Everyone: “…?” Is this right? *A healing story, 1v1. The top is sexually inexperienced, the bottom isn't. *A story about healing his husband, cherishing him, and making amends. No angst. *His eyesight will recover. Upcoming Click the announcement to go straight there When a Bodyguard Picks Up the Future Tyrant Deadpan cutie, electric type X loyal “tyrant” *On the day he overthrew the dynasty, he found and took away a beautiful bodyguard loyal to the emperor from a pile of corpses* The top is from the bottom of society. He hates this dynasty, gilded on the outside but rotten within. He fights desperately for the right to survive and is the “bandit chief” of this place. One day, while counting money with his foot on someone's head, he sees an unparalleled beauty standing before him. Long hair untied, dressed in black, blind in one eye and wearing an eyepatch. There are no good people here. He instinctively attacks, but the beauty's slender, pale fingers seize his wrist, leaving him unable to move. His bones nearly crack under the grip. The beauty merely looks at him calmly. “Take him away.” * The bottom has been reborn. He's the leader of the imperial bodyguards. He's not very bright and knows only how to kill people for the emperor. In his previous life, the top, a rebel, ascended the throne and became emperor. Finding him beautiful, he lifted him from a pile of corpses, cleaned him up, and pinned him to the imperial bed. The bottom is terrified of the top. Terrified out of his mind. So in this life, he has to turn the top into a good-for-nothing before he can rise to power. But he doesn't know how to raise someone. Still, whether they were emperors or nobles, everyone seemed delighted to hold and kiss him, as if he himself were a gift from Heaven. Well, he can use himself as a reward. Rewards are good motivation. When the top comes last in his exams, he kisses the top's cheek without changing expression. When the top gets punished for slacking off, he kisses the top's lips without changing expression. He knows exactly when to reward and when to hold back, driving the top's mind into a spin. …Clean, accomplished, and highly skilled in martial arts. He stands there like a painting and draws everyone's attention wherever he goes. Even flowers and animals seem to favor him. This kind of person doesn't mind that he can't do anything, and always comforts him with kisses. Then one day, he sees the emperor hold the beauty's chin and kiss him. The beauty doesn't pull away. He asks why he didn't resist. The beauty licks his lips and says, “I'm used to it.” The top stands frozen, murderous intent gradually appearing in his eyes. So he's the tyrant's man? Hah. Such a peerless beauty, wasted in the hands of a foolish emperor. He has to get stronger. Train in martial arts, study, climb the ranks. One day, he'll become emperor, put the beauty on the throne, and make that damn emperor kneel below and watch. *A deadpan, adorable beauty bottom. Everyone has a one-sided crush on him and spoils him. No coercion. The bottom unwittingly raises a pack of dogs. *The bottom is sexually inexperienced, but other people will kiss him once or twice. All male supporting characters and the top are sexually inexperienced. How to Raise a Gloomy Pretty Boy [The story of how the bottom downloaded the wrong social app and ended up with some niche app] For various reasons, the bottom is extremely shy around people, starved for affection, and suffering from depression. He avoids socializing and barely speaks to his roommates, but his mental state keeps deteriorating. To save himself, he starts chatting with people online. The person is very gentle, but… a little strange. He always calls him kitten, says he's good, tells him to do strange things, and often sends him pretty accessories as “rewards.” The first voice call makes the bottom's heart tremble. “Have you been taking your medicine like a good boy today?” The voice is gentle, but somewhat forceful. “Mm,” the bottom answers softly. “Louder.” “Mm,” still softly. “…” There's silence on the other end, then he laughs and says, “Good boy.” Later, when they meet, the bottom discovers that this person is his gentle roommate A. The bottom feels a little awkward, but also grateful. “Thank you for helping me. That period of my life… was really painful.” Roommate A laughs softly. “It's normal to feel pain.” The bottom: “I know it's normal… but…” Roommate A: “It's not so painful when we're together.” The bottom nods. “I think so too.” Roommate A: “Then how about we try being together?” The bottom is a little shy, but a few days later, he agrees. * The top has a few niche interests. He's into the “raising” style of relationship, likes rescuing broken, pitiful sweethearts, and enjoys giving them a little discipline. But he's never been in a relationship before. On his first day of college, he decides to stop holding himself back and find a partner. So he downloads an app and sends a friend request to the person closest to him. The voice is soft and lovely. So well-behaved. The top is about to melt from cuteness, but as he listens, the face he imagines always belongs to his antisocial, incredibly beautiful roommate. Later, he notices that the gifts he's sent keep appearing on his little roommate, one after another. Top: “…” Ah. Either way, it's actually kind of satisfying. His roommate is too beautiful. He likes him. But it's also a bit of a problem. As someone with niche interests, he can't bring himself to talk tough to his roommate. So pitiful and adorable. He just wants to take good care of him. But would that be enough for the other guy? And wouldn't he spoil him? So the top agonizes over it, sometimes sternly insisting that the other guy take his medicine, sometimes gently praising him. Every time he sees the bottom holding his phone and smiling faintly, the top's heart melts into a puddle of sugar water. Too cute, sweetheart. The day they meet will be the most satisfying day of his life. He's prepared everything: the tools, the money. Once the other guy verifies his finances, he's confident he'll be chosen. Mm, he gets chosen. The top continues his happy, agonizing life: Ah, so good, so good, I can't bear to scold him, no, I have to discipline him, but he's so beautiful, not taking his medicine on time means a spanking, I can't bring myself to do it, don't cry, how pitiful Until he realizes his little roommate isn't into any of this at all. He downloaded the wrong app. Top: “…” * Later, the bottom's depression improves, and he finds love, but still thinks the top is a little strange. Especially in bed. But it doesn't matter. As long as they're happy :D *Gentle daddy X gloomy pretty boy *The bottom doesn't realize how beautiful he is Theme: Strive to improve