After Transmigrating into a Book, I Became the Precious Palm Apple of the Villain Master

Wen Xu accidentally transmigrated into a book, turning into the villain Yu Qinghan’s little disciple, who was also an intersex person with both male and female characteristics. With a palm-sized, delicate, and cute face, his large, round eyes were always brimming with tears. His snow-white skin would turn red at the slightest pinch, his tender and frail body would topple over with a single push, and he even possessed the legendary cherry lips. Wen Xu wept silently in his heart, no longer able to look at himself how was he supposed to find a wife in the future like this?! Afterward, he inexplicably bound himself to a survival system. To stay alive, he had to frantically grind Yu Qinghan’s favorability points and complete missions to attain eternal life; otherwise, he would simply kick the bucket. With no other choice, Wen Xu forced himself to please Yu Qinghan. Even after discovering that the other party was actually a giant white snake, he endured his fear and tearfully built up favorability. He did everything serving tea and pouring water, massaging shoulders and pounding legs, keeping company while chatting and eating and stayed by Yu Qinghan’s side every day to wait on him closely. However, Yu Qinghan mistakenly thought that his little disciple was fond of him. Master: “My little disciple wants to touch my scales; is he fond of me?” Master: “My little disciple wants to cradle my scales against his chest; he definitely loves me!” Master: “My little disciple wants to wait on me closely; he actually likes me this much!” Later on, Yu Qinghan inadvertently learned his little disciple’s secret and said with a pleasantly surprised expression, “Good disciple, give Master a baby, won’t you?” Wen Xu’s eyes turned red as he sobbed softly, “Master, it hurts… I don’t want to have a baby…” — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: After Transmigrating into a Book, I Became the Precious Palm Apple of the Villain Master — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠