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人渣反派自救系统 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System, Liu Qingge/Shen Qingqiu, 5.5k words

Additional tags: Canon Divergence, Aphrodisiacs, Hand Jobs, Kissing, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Pining Liu Qingge, Oblivious Shen Qingqiu, Water Sex, Idiots in Love, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Miscommunication, Shixiongdi Kink

Shen Qingqiu reached for his hand. His fingers burned coolly against Liu Qingge’s fevered skin as he carefully loosened his clenched fist, nearly snow-cold. Liu Qingge shuddered, but not from the chill. Shen Qingqiu laid two fingers against the underside of his wrist, his fingertips precisely where Liu Qingge’s pulse hammered so violently in his veins it seemed to want to burst them open.

“Hmm,” he murmured, and Liu Qingge could have sworn the vibration of the sound traveled all the way into Shen Qingqiu’s fingers, trembling against that point of his pulse. “Your pulse is racing. It seems the Mesmerizing Fragrance still hasn’t been washed out of your system.”

Summary: Madam Meiyin’s fragrance burns through Liu Qingge’s blood, untouched by ice water, fury, or denial. Only Shen Qingqiu’s hands offer relief—but beneath the aphrodisiac lies a more dangerous longing, one Liu Qingge has spent far too long beating into submission.

To survive the night, he must place himself in Shen Qingqiu’s care.

Read on Ao3.

人渣反派自救系统 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System, Liu Qingge/Shen Qingqiu, 5.5k words

Additional tags: Canon Divergence, Aphrodisiacs, Hand Jobs, Kissing, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Pining Liu Qingge, Oblivious Shen Qingqiu, Water Sex, Idiots in Love, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Miscommunication, Shixiongdi Kink

Shen Qingqiu reached for his hand. His fingers burned coolly against Liu Qingge’s fevered skin as he carefully loosened his clenched fist, nearly snow-cold. Liu Qingge shuddered, but not from the chill. Shen Qingqiu laid two fingers against the underside of his wrist, his fingertips precisely where Liu Qingge’s pulse hammered so violently in his veins it seemed to want to burst them open.

“Hmm,” he murmured, and Liu Qingge could have sworn the vibration of the sound traveled all the way into Shen Qingqiu’s fingers, trembling against that point of his pulse. “Your pulse is racing. It seems the Mesmerizing Fragrance still hasn’t been washed out of your system.”

Summary: Madam Meiyin’s fragrance burns through Liu Qingge’s blood, untouched by ice water, fury, or denial. Only Shen Qingqiu’s hands offer relief—but beneath the aphrodisiac lies a more dangerous longing, one Liu Qingge has spent far too long beating into submission.

To survive the night, he must place himself in Shen Qingqiu’s care.

Read on Ao3.

Shen Jiu: You'll never get that as long as I live.

Luo Binghe: I'm here because I am going to court your brother.