Chapter 1: I Like You So Much
[ABO Dual Male Leads] [Cold, World-Weary “Daddy” Top x Deceptive “Innocent-Looking” Seductive Bottom] [Identity Reveal/Secret Crush] [Happy Ending]
[Unconventional Dual Alpha pairing. Every setting exists solely for the author’s perverted kinks. Just let me have my fun, okay? Okay.]
High summer had arrived. The night stars hung low and dim, and a light drizzle tangled with the sultry, restless wind.
“These pecs… so big.”
“These thighs… so strong.”
“I love it… thank you, Daddy…”
With a start, Mu Feng jolted awake from his stifling, heated dream.
He lifted his eyes to the framed photo on the nightstand. It was a promotional shot of Liang Yuhang, recently promoted to Medical Control Executive of the Eighth Galaxy. Even in such an official interview setting, the man didn’t feign a shred of agreeability; his brow was knit with impatient indifference.
Yet, with those broad shoulders, long legs, and deep-set eyes—wearing an expression that looked at everyone as if they were dogs—a single glance was enough to make one’s knees weak.
Mu Feng picked up the photo and flicked his finger against the man’s forehead. “Look at you. Running into my dreams every single night… are you secretly crushing on me? Trying to seduce me on purpose?”
Having these dreams day after day was dragging his susceptibility period forward by half a month. It was too agitating.
Mu Feng rolled over and habitually checked Liang Yuhang’s WeChat Moments. No updates.
His profile picture was a cat. His background image was a cat. The only post he ever made was about that raggedy stray cat he had picked up.
Mu Feng clicked his tongue softly. “Sooner or later, I’m going to turn into that cat. Getting kneaded and rubbed by him every day… it must feel amazing.”
He lay there until dawn. Feeling listless, he rolled up his sheets and tossed them into the washing machine. Running into his roommate, he asked casually, “Heading to the temple? I want to go make a wish.”
The roommate, currently flirting with someone over voice chat, looked up. “Do second-generation rich kids like us need to worship Buddha? What could you possibly lack?”
“I lack love. I don’t want a lot of money, I just want a little love. Is that so wrong?” Mu Feng smiled ostentatiously, his peach-blossom eyes hooked into a seductive curve.
With his looks, he resembled a playboy who wandered through fields of flowers more than the person on the other end of the line.
“Not going. I have sixteen fierce Alphas waiting for me,” his Omega roommate said generously. “Want me to share a few with you?”
Mu Feng had always presented himself as an Omega. He looked down and adjusted his suppression bracelet to the highest setting. “I am abstaining from men. I’m practically converting to Buddhism as we speak.”
After washing up, he drove his coupe straight to the temple with the highest rating for granted wishes. He had just parked the car when he looked up and saw—almost like a hallucination—a familiar figure.
The subject of his wet dreams: Liang Yuhang.
So much for converting to Buddhism.
He was about to return to the secular world and break every rule of celibacy.
Liang Yuhang stood under a tree, expressionless and dressed entirely in black. The muscles of his exposed arms bulged slightly, his entire being radiating the oppressive aura of a top-tier Alpha.
Held within one of those broad palms was a round little cat head—white, soft, and pretty. It was that scheming, green-tea cat that appeared frequently on his social media.
Standing opposite him was a boy, and the two seemed to be talking.
Mu Feng spun his car keys around his finger and walked over, pretending to just be passing by.
He heard Liang Yuhang speak. “I apologize, but I have no interest in dating. Men or women—I detest them all equally.”
His voice was pleasant, but his words were lethal.
What a heartless ascetic; he was perfectly suited to turn around right there and become a monk.
Hearing this, the boy opposite him instantly crumbled but, refusing to give up, stammered, “You agreed to come with me today, so I thought you… I’ve liked you for a long time. I guessed you probably wouldn’t accept, but I still wanted to try.”
Liang Yuhang was utterly ruthless. “You misunderstood. My cat has been sick lately. I came to pray for a health talisman for it. You were just on the way.”
The boy: “……….”
Liang Yuhang raised his hand. His long fingers landed on the head of the little cat, which was currently baring its teeth. He rubbed it, yet the words that came out of his mouth were enough to make someone want to jump off the mountain. “Clearly, it dislikes you.”
The boy looked like he was about to have a heart attack. “Okay… I understand. I’m leaving now.”
Mu Feng sighed from the sidelines.
If this man wasn’t the darling of his heart, with a tongue that toxic, he’d deserve to be run over twice on the highway.
“You’ve been eavesdropping for a long time.” Liang Yuhang turned his head, his gaze locking straight onto Mu Feng. “Are you going to confess too?”
Mu Feng coughed violently.
With the corpse of a pioneer barely cold in front of him, there was absolutely no way he was going to attempt a repeat performance.
Mu Feng raised a hand to fix his wind-blown hair, revealing a harmless, innocent smile. “Of course not. I’m a volunteer at the Stray Cat Rescue Station. Your cat just looks a little familiar.”
“I picked it up,” Liang Yuhang said. “But it has an owner now.”
Fighting back his jealousy, Mu Feng praised, “You’ve raised it well. It’s fat enough to have three chins.”
As soon as he said it, the green-tea cat looked ready to bare its fangs, so he forced himself to change his tune against his conscience. “But it looks prosperous. Very beautiful.”
The green-tea cat narrowed its eyes, barely satisfied.
Liang Yuhang looked down. “It seems quite friendly toward you.”
Mu Feng seized the opportunity effortlessly. “That shows we’re destined. Shall we add each other on WeChat? I know a lot about raising cats, too. You can consult me if you have any questions later.”
The flirtatious intent was too obvious. Liang Yuhang looked up and stared at him.
The boy in front of him had an exceptionally striking face. He exuded an air of pampered nobility from head to toe. His skin was pale, his legs were long, and there was a small mole under his right eye. And his waist… his waist was incredibly narrow; one hand could easily wrap around it.
Liang Yuhang truly hated humans and detested any unnecessary connections. Giving out his contact information was usually out of the question.
But that waist is really fine.
Liang Yuhang slid his phone screen open. “Add me.”
Only after scanning the code did Mu Feng realize something was wrong. Wait—he had added him before. He stalked his profile daily.
The hand holding his phone trembled slightly.
How was he supposed to explain this? ‘Oh, I just browse your homepage three hundred times a day?’
Thank god there was no profile visitor history; that would be too perverted.
Liang Yuhang raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong?”
Mu Feng’s excuse came naturally. “Oh, turns out we’ve added each other before. We must have played basketball together in the past?”
“Don’t remember.” Liang Yuhang looked down to edit the contact name. “What’s your name? I’ll note it down.”
“Mu Feng. My nickname is Mumu,” Mu Feng lied without blinking, inventing a nickname on the spot to forge a connection.
Liang Yuhang’s typing hand paused. “My cat is also called Mumu.”
Mu Feng’s eyes curved into crescents. “Really? What a coincidence. I wonder if you’ll think of me when you call your cat in the future.”
Liang Yuhang frowned very slightly. Weird.
But the boy’s eyes were clear, and he looked at him with a盈盈 smile. He radiated vibrant, youthful energy—clearly just a simple, innocent kid.
“No,” Liang Yuhang said. “I can tell the difference.”
As he spoke, his fingers combed through the snow-white, fluffy fur, stroking it slowly and methodically.
Because the kitten squirmed, his slender index finger curled slightly, pinching the back of its neck. It looked like a silent warning, the veins on the back of his hand popping slightly.
Mu Feng watched until his vision went blurry.
I like him so much.
Everything about Liang Yuhang—his features, his aura, his Adam’s apple, his fingers, and that unintentional dominance—was simply master-tier perfection.
He wanted to lower his head and put on a collar.
Mu Feng suppressed the urge to make a weird face. “Doing that… doesn’t the cat hate it?”
Liang Yuhang lowered his gaze. “No. It likes it very much.”
In that moment, Mu Feng’s jealousy of the cat reached levels that offended both gods and men.
He wanted to become that cat! Now! Immediately! Right this second!
Liang Yuhang wasn’t a man of many words; chatting this much was already unexpected. “Anything else?”
“No.” Mu Feng knew when to quit while he was ahead. He shook his head and said obediently, “Then I’ll go pray now. Bye-bye, Senior. See you at school.”
Liang Yuhang raised a brow. Senior? We go to the same school?
He had absolutely no impression of someone with such a narrow waist.
Mu Feng entered the main hall, his mind still filled with Liang Yuhang and the scene from his dream last night.
He lowered his head slightly, lips brushing against his ear. “So delicate. Make another sound and I’ll punish you.”
Mu Feng knelt before the golden Buddha, sincere in heart, filthy in mind.
“They say the Buddha saves all sentient beings. I have an unspeakable, presumptuous request. You’ll forgive me, right? Then I’ll be bold and say it.”
Buddha: “……..”
Mu Feng pressed his palms together, boldly voicing the most lewd wish in this place of purity.
“I want to turn into that cat named Mumu tonight.”
“And let Liang Yuhang’s hands take full control.”
Mu Feng enjoyed another round of happy fantasies before starting the day’s business.
He drove back to his laboratory, put on latex gloves, took down a vial, and began the 2,748th experiment on the spirit-enhancement serum, working until late at night.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Mu Feng lifted the hem of his shirt. He skillfully injected the pale blue liquid into his flat lower abdomen, the faint blue veins pulsing beneath his fair skin.
“Liang Yuhang, aren’t you moved that I’m going this far for you?”
While waiting for the reaction to kick in, Mu Feng picked up Liang Yuhang’s photo and habitually brought it to his lips to kiss it.
Suddenly, his vision went dark, as if something had blocked the light.
He felt only a warmth on his lips—not like plastic photo paper, but more like a dangerously high human body temperature.
Did the photo just come to life????
Mu Feng’s eyes snapped open, colliding with a pair of pitch-black eyes. The man was looking down at him with a reprimanding gaze.
His heart stopped.
“Stealing food again? Did I not feed you enough tonight?” Liang Yuhang gripped the back of the kitten’s neck, the force of his fingers neither too light nor too heavy. “Gluttonous cat.”
Feeling the pressure on the back of his neck, Mu Feng lifted his head slightly, his gaze following the man, and subconsciously spoke.
“I like you so much, Sir.”
“Meow meow meow.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“Meow meow meow.”
“You’re so noisy. Mumu, shut up.”
“Meow meow meow, meow meow meow!”
Mu Feng’s pupils dilated. He suddenly realized the source of that racket. He bit down on his lip—which had just let out a string of meows—and got a mouthful of cat fur.
And his two paws, round as mangosteens, were currently pressing against Liang Yuhang’s chest.
The paws were soft. The pectoral muscles were hard.
“Feeling wronged?” Liang Yuhang tightened his fingers, feeling the kitten trembling in his palm as if it were afraid. “If I don’t punish you once, you’ll never learn.”
Wait… did I really become Liang Yuhang’s cat?
Even wish-fulfillment novels don’t dare to write it this cool!!!
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