The young man, dressed in silk pajamas, with milky-white skin tinged with a hint of pink, emerged from under the covers and burrowed into Xie Zhuhan’s embrace. His dark pupils reflected Xie Zhuhan’s figure.
“Get down.”
Xie Zhuhan heard his own voice, which sounded a little hoarse.
He recalled how the young man had fussed in his embrace that morning.
“Is ‘get down’ the only thing you know how to say?”
The young man tilted his head, rubbing against Xie Zhuhan’s chest. His tone was fierce, but in Xie Zhuhan’s eyes, it was more like a kitten’s coquetry. “I won’t get down.” His large eyes glared at Xie Zhuhan, as if daring him to do something about it.
The blankets carried the young man’s scent: a faint, clean fragrance, elusive yet intoxicating.
Xie Zhuhan felt his throat go dry and hoarse. He maintained a cold demeanor, not daring to touch the young man with his arms.
He’s afraid that if he moves, his self-control will collapse.
“Lu Xi.” Xie Zhuhan’s voice remained cold.
But the youth could hear the helplessness and negotiation in Xie Zhuhan’s tone. With a soft hum, like a kitten, his warm breath brushed against Xie Zhuhan’s skin. Lifting his bright, innocent eyes, he said, “Uncle Xie, what is it? Please tell me.”
Xie Zhuhan was ten years older than Lu Xi, so calling him “Uncle Xie” is perfectly fine.
But Xie Zhuhan knew the young man was deliberately teasing him.
Over the past month, the two had confirmed their romantic relationship. Yet Xie Zhuhan treated Lu Xi with utmost propriety like an elder uncle. When the weather was cold, he asked the housekeeper to add more clothes for Lu Xi, and also add any popular clothes that young people liked to Lu Xi.
It didn’t feel like dating. It felt like raising a son.
Lu Xi might have lacked paternal love, but not this much.
They slept in separate bedrooms. Before going to bed, he would act spoiled, and Xie Zhuhan would bend down and give him a light kiss on the forehead. When leaving the house, he would also kiss his forehead. Holding hands was done with restraint. If Lu Xi squirmed too much during a hug, “Uncle Xie” would pat his back and “threaten” him to behave, telling him to sit still like a good boy.
Lu Xi: ???
Uncle Xie deserves to be punished.
So Lu Xi deliberately played the role of a well-behaved, innocent boy, calling him “Uncle Xie” with a sweet face while wreaking havoc under the blankets like a delinquent student.
“Lu Xi, stop moving.”
Xie Zhuhan’s voice was rough.
“Uncle Xie, where should I stop moving? Here? Or… here?”
The youth curled up in his arms like a boneless kitten, his expression obedient while his feet stirred up chaos.
In the end, Xie Zhuhan couldn’t hold back.
Xie Zhuhan woke from the dream. The other side of the bed was cold and empty. There’s no trace of the mischievous young man who had once tormented him. The memory lingered: the youth’s sweetness, his kitten-like whimpers when he couldn’t take it anymore, his pleading cries of Uncle Xie.
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Back then, Lu Xi hadn’t yet known he was a succubus. Xie Zhuhan was very big, even bigger than Dahl. But young love was bold and fearless, unafraid of pain. The room was filled with his scent.
It wasn’t unpleasant. Xie Zhuhan had said it smelled sweet.
It hadn’t even hurt that much. After the initial discomfort, it was fine.
Xie Zhuhan was a novice, and his first time was terrible.
Later, when Lu Xi returned to the dance dormitory, Peter came to pick him up and noticed that he was walking a little strangely. He found a place where there was no one. Peter smoked a cigarette and said to him earnestly: “You’re still young, just eighteen, right? You’re good-looking, a talented dancer, and already gaining popularity. You really don’t need to take shortcuts. You’ll become famous, really. You’re young and don’t understand things yet, but once you get caught up in it, you’ll lose sight of everything. What will you do then?”
He assumed Lu Xi was being kept by a wealthy sponsor.
It wasn’t entirely Pete’s fault for misunderstanding. Back then, Xie Zhuhan treated Lu Xi like a son. Every month, he would buy Lu Xi all the latest big-name brands and trendy brands that young kids were into. Lu Xi’s stage performance outfits, from head to toe, were all prepared by Xie Zhuhan too.
All high-end.
Limited-edition sneakers costing over 30,000 a pair.
The jewelry was even more extravagant.
Lu Xi could tell Pete meant well, so he didn’t take offense. He simply clarified that they were dating and that Xie Zhuhan was single.
Pete listened, but he was still worried.
A wealthy single man’s games of money and power often preyed on naive young boys.
Lu Xi could tell, but didn’t know how to say it.
It seemed that when financial statuses didn’t match, outsiders could never see the relationship as equal. But he got Xie Zhuhan wrapped around his finger.
That’s what 18-year-old Lu Xi thought.
Then he took a devastating fall.
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Now, memories resurfaced as Lu Xi stared at the intimate scenes in Kiss Me, Little Fox Spirit.
After all, it was his first time.
Little Fox Spirit was the author’s debut novel, written during her second year of high school. The writing style is immature, the plot is very simple and a bit unrealistic.
Rumor had it the author had signed a contract right away, gotten VIP status, and achieved decent sales. However, his subsequent works were not as successful, and he struggled for four years at university. A decade later, after winning the lottery, she revisited her writing career and felt only her first book was written with true passion and creativity.
So she decided to self-fund the adaptation.
Little Fox Spirit followed a modern woman who transmigrated into the body of an empress. The male lead was a beautiful fox spirit, but he was injured and turned to his original form. Then he was placed in a golden cage and was given to the empress as a pet. The first half is sweet and romantic. The female protagonist teases and spoils the little male fox, who is delicate and easy to seduce. It’s all sweetness and light.
Then came the brutal second half.
After an accidental fall into water, the transmigrator disappeared, and the original empress took over the body. She despised the little fox, slaughtered his entire clan, and skinned him alive. His spirit was rescued by an enemy kingdom’s sorcerer, who turned him into a deadly weapon…
Little Lu Xi was terrified after reading it.
The next day, Pete called, analyzing and persuading: “This is a big male lead role. Sure, it’s got dogblood[mfn]狗血 gǒu xuè – a term used to describe overly dramatic, exaggerated, or clichéd plotlines, often involving melodrama, misunderstandings, or over-the-top twists[/mfn] but it’s thrilling! Listen, the first half showcases your beauty and charm, the middle turns you into a weapon who dominates everyone, and there’s even ambiguous relationship with the enemy emperor. You’re both beautiful and tragic, ruthless yet captivating. Trust me, this’ll work.”
“Xi-ge, the great male lead, the great male lead!”
The brainwashing was relentless.
Pete even staked his future happiness: “If this flops, may I never find love and be left with only my right hand for company.”
Lu Xi: “…No need[mfn](raws) duck不必 (duck bù bì) – a widely circulated internet slang term from 2020, derived from the English word ‘duck’ and the Chinese phrase dà kě (大可 meaning “no need”), expressing the meaning “completely unnecessary.” (Baidu) (“大可不必” means “there is absolutely no need to,” or “it’s not necessary at all.”)[/mfn], really.”
“Two million? Sober up,” Lu Xi said.
Actually, the plot is pretty good and flows smoothly. At least, Xiao Lu stayed up all night to finish it. He really got into it and felt the pain in his skin and bones. It was both shocking and heartbreaking but he couldn’t stop reading.
But this was a period drama. Forget costumes and props, it was a low-budget production. The supernatural special effects had to be decent. What kind of effects could two million buy? Cheap, shoddy ones.
“We could add more. The author said she’d throw in another 500,000,” Pete said.
Lu Xi: “…So 2.5 million? What about my salary?”
Pete: …
Yeah, it’s completely extortion.
“Let’s meet the author first.”
Pete was grateful, which made Lu Xi suspect that Pete had a secret crush on the female author.
They met that day. The female author’s pen name is Guozili[mfn]果子狸 (Civet, specifically the masked palm civet (Paguma larvata))[/mfn]. She is 27 years old this year. Ten years ago, when she was 17, she wrote about a young male fox. She was fair-skinned and very shy. After greetings, she grew animated discussing Little Fox Spirit’s creation and upcoming adaptation.
“…I know it’s not a major IP, and the budget’s low. But this is my dream project. Back then, its success made me think I had talent in this field. Later, I realized Little Fox was my ceiling. I just want to go all out this once.”
Guozili wasn’t completely without connections. She already secured a director and would handle the script herself.
She genuinely wanted to make something good.
In the end, Lu Xi didn’t ask for a salary and invested two million of his own savings, hoping to upgrade the effects from one-cent to five-cent quality. If it sold, they’d split the profits.
He’s hoping there’s a profit to split.
The crew assembled quickly. Lu Xi was the most established actor in Little Fox Spirit. The rest were students from Beijing Film Academy and Shanghai Theatre Academy. They are inexpensive, young, full of potential, and willing to endure hardship for their craft.
—
Half a month before filming began.
After Jian Huai finished recording Actor, he felt a sense of urgency because there was a male vixen named Dahl next to Lu Xi. He ran directly to Jinjiang City to find Lu Xi, bringing vegetables with him.
He said they hadn’t seen each other in a while and suggested hot pot.
It wasn’t actually that long, just over a week. But since Old Jian was being so enthusiastic, Lu Xi couldn’t refuse. He was holed up at home studying the script anyway, and once filming started, they wouldn’t have time to meet. So he said ok, come on.
Dahl loves to wear butler outfits at home, but Lu Xixi cannot give Dal what he wants, so he can only tolerate his interests.
Thus, when Jian Huai stepped out of the elevator, the first thing he saw was Dahl’s unbuttoned shirt and exposed pectorals.
“Welcome, guest.”
Dahl took the groceries from Jian Huai with a practiced smile.
Jian Huai: …This is quite unpleasant.
Last time they met, Jian Huai barely tasted his food. Today, as he sat down for hot pot, he was stunned by the flavors. He glanced at Dahl, then at Lu Xi.
Sure enough, Lu Xi looked delighted.
This Dahl knows the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.
Jian Huai felt the urgency to buy a house nearby.
“What have you been up to lately?”
Lu Xi perked up. “I’m about to join a crew and really start acting.”
Dahl couldn’t contribute to this topic. Jian Huai, seizing the opportunity, smiled warmly. “Congratulations. What’s the project? You seem excited. I could visit the set.”
It’s even better if he can join the crew.
Dahl had to stay home with Doubao and Dougao, so he would be the one by Lu Xi’s side.
“…Kiss Me Little Fox Spirit.” Even Lu Xi cringed saying it, but he maintained a straight face, pitching it like a it’s blockbuster. “The content is quite interesting and fun. It’s my first time acting as the male lead.”
He absorbed Pete’s brainwashing. Xiao Lu felt very humble in front of an award-winning actor.
Jian Huai: …
The title alone screamed “low-budget web drama.” Jian Huai felt a little sorry for him. Lu Xi is the best in his heart and deserved better, so he said, “If you’re not satisfied, I have a few scripts here. I can introduce you to the audition.”
“No need. I’ve already signed, and I even invested Doubao and Dougao’s milk money.” Xiao Lu felt sorry for his son.
They were having lunch. Doubao and Dougao were at kindergarten. If they heard, they would’ve insisted they didn’t need milk anymore and that Daddy should spend freely.
Jian Huai was worried that Lu Xi would be deceived by a shady production team upon his return to China. After thinking for a moment, he said, “Is your crew still hiring? I could play the second male lead. I’m free right now, and I don’t need to be paid.”
!!!
Holy shit.
What kind of ultimate bro move was this, Lao Jian?
A film emperor, a movie star, yet here he is volunteering a supporting role in a small web series.
Lu Xi swallowed a mouthful of meat, took a sip of water, and joked, “Lao Jian, if people saw how you treat me, they’d think you were pursuing me.”
This was too much.
“…” Jian Huai’s face warmed. He drank some ice water, avoiding Lu Xi’s gaze as he busied himself with the hot pot. He pretended to be calm as he said, “If I wanted to pursue you, it would’ve been five years ago, during the second elimination round. When you pursued me first.”
His tone was light, half-teasing, and half-serious. “Captain Lu, Contestant 65 was your first teammate.”
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Author’s Note:
Today’s gong makes an appearance!!!
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Building Chief Xi’s harem: Domineering CEO Gong (Current Leader), Gentle Film Emperor Gong at number 2, male servant with big pecs at number 3, and in the future, a little wolf dog fake step-brother……【Waiting in line
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