My Delicate Wife Became A Dominant Top [BL]

Part 1

1

At the bar, a gathering of classmates.

I was drinking and became dizzy, ready to go home.

Just then, a young man in a white shirt, who seemed handsome and frail, also appeared unable to hold his liquor and plopped down on my lap.

The young man's soft voice came out: "Mr. Lin, I'll accompany you tonight..."

I wanted to push him away, but he turned out to be stronger than me.

My head throbbed in pain, and my eyelids became heavier:

"Go away, I have a wife [1]..."

I had a last shred of consciousness.

Just then, a familiar figure appeared at the door.

The man wore a white shirt, his face handsome, his skin flawless like white jade.

Usually, his clear eyes seemed as innocent and pure as a deer's.

But at this moment, his eyes sparkled with a sinister look, like a fierce hungry wolf staring at me.

It was... Yan Yi.

My wife had arrived.

2

Half a year ago, I suddenly died of a heart attack.

Then, I transmigrated into a novel I had once read.

In the original story, the cannon fodder top Lin Ran and the main top, Mr. Lu, competed for the main bottom.

And the possessive, ruthless Mr. Lu would not allow anyone to covet the main bottom, so he killed Lin Ran.

Unfortunately, I am now the cannon fodder top Lin Ran.

The original character and I share the same name.

Even more unfortunately, "I" have already been pursuing Xu Xia for several months.

For the sake of my happiness in the remaining life, I must stay away from the psychopathic Mr. Lu and the main bottom Xu Xia.

Later, one day I went to the bar and saw Yan Yi, a frail handsome guy, being bullied.

I fell in love with him at first sight.

After my relentless pursuit, I finally won him over.

Now, except for the last step, we have done everything.

I plan to save the most beautiful things for our wedding night.

At this moment, I murmured: "Wife."

The next second, I closed my eyes and completely passed out.

What I didn't know was, the man walked in, his gaze cold, and harshly kicked the man sitting on my lap off.

His arms embraced my waist like a cage, intending to imprison me between his embrace.

His tone was ice-cold, without a hint of warmth, as if a demon claiming a soul, he warned: "Touch him again, and I'll chop off your hands."

3

The boy who fell to the ground was stunned by his icy aura, unable to speak.

The other three old classmates also shocked, too scared to speak.

I, unaware of what was happening, was easily carried out of the private room by the man.

The next day, I woke up.

My head was dizzy, and the memories of last night flooded into my mind like a tide.

I seemed to have been drunk, and then Yan Yi arrived.

My last impression was that the gentle and frail Yi's face turned cold, like he had become another person, his eyes fixed on me with a fierce gaze...

I rubbed my hands, the hair on them almost scared off.

Then, the door was pushed open.

The man wearing a small bunny pattern apron walked in, his obedient face showing a gentle smile: "You're awake, husband."

I blinked my eyes, scratched my head, looking at the obedient man.

I must have been too drunk last night, remembering it all wrong. How could my gentle and obedient wife show such a fierce look, as if she wanted to devour me?

4

"Little Yi, I was drunk last night..."

I was too shy to say "wife," I usually just called him Little Yi.

He placed a hangover honey water in front of me, gently hugged me, and rested his head on my chest, frailly saying: "Husband, you scared me yesterday... Can you not drink anymore, or you can call me along, I'll accompany you."

My heart melted, my wife's voice is so sweet.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

After all, I liked to spoil my wife!

I coughed: "Little Yi, I have to go out for filming recently, you be good at home."

I plan to propose to Yan Yi, preparing a surprise for him.

"Okay, open your mouth."

Yan Yi diligently fed me sweet and sour ribs, I just needed to open my mouth.

Since I started living with Yan Yi, he has been responsible for taking care of my daily life, making various delicious foods for me.

Just too dutiful as a wife, often acting coquettishly to feed me.

At first, I was also shy and awkward, after all, being fed by him, where is the dignity of being a husband?

It's more like being fed by him as a "delicate wife"!

But over time, I got used to it.

As long as my wife is happy, it's good.

The next day, I prepared for the proposal ceremony.

I called He Dong, an old classmate from last night's gathering, to help.

But this guy was evasive, saying he had to go abroad for some reason.

I quickly forgot about this matter and focused on preparing the proposal ceremony.

After directing the proposal ceremony, my manager came to pick me up, asking me to attend a banquet.

I usually dislike attending such banquets, but this time the manager pleaded so hard, I really couldn't refuse.

Just before reaching the private room door, the manager finally told me: "You must be sensible today, a big shot has come today! Have you heard of Mr. Lu? He's back! You'd better accompany him well."

My legs almost gave way.

The sinister and ruthless main top in the original—Mr. Lu Jue.

[1] Just in case anyone is curious about this: It is common for Chinese people to directly call their girlfriend or bottom 'wife' (老婆).