Wu Shan You Duan Yun Novels

Tong, a boy with wolf ears and a tail, is driven down the mountain by his wolf father to find a wife. Unexpectedly, within days, he somehow ends up being tricked into joining the military camp. The place is filled with two-legged men! Before he can even pick a suitable candidate, he’s dragged into bed by the formidable general. Every day, Tong lies on the general’s broad chest, secretly agonizing— “Who should I choose as my wife?” Until one day, in the dimness of a stone cavern, the general emerges drenched. Unable to resist, Tong stares straight at the man’s crotch— “Big” General. The mountain boy has never seen anything like it. Little Tong is stunned, suddenly recalling his mother’s advice before he left. He asks, “What kind should I look for?” His mother, blushing, whispers in his ear: “Look for a big one!” Tong stammers, facing the “big” general, “Y-you’ll do!” General Zong Shuo, eyeing his flustered, tail-wagging attendant, feels his body tense, recalling how it felt to hold him at night—his restless thoughts grow more heated. “What are you looking at?!” “Keep staring, and I’ll punish you under military law.” Tong pouts excitedly, wagging his tail, “Mm, General, punish me now!”

Lin Shuishi, born with paralyzed legs, died in a car accident while saving his mother, only to unexpectedly transmigrate into a historical world as a "Male Bearer". Before he could even gather his thoughts, he was bound and gagged, as villagers prepared to sacrifice him to the wolves on East Mountain. "So soon...?" Yet in his heart, Lin Shuishui roared defiantly: *At long last, I have legs! Even if I die, I’ll choose to run myself to death!* Thus, the packs of East Mountain witnessed a frenzied "two-legged beast" sprinting madly through the snowy forest... The wolves collectively judged this a form of madness—one that could be contagious. Clearly, it needed treatment! So they summoned their two-legged wolf king brothers. Without hesitation, the Second Chieftain, Fuli, knocked him unconscious, hauled him off, and tossed him into his own den. By the next year, their *diligent nightly efforts* had produced a cub. But when Fuli glanced at the alpha wolf’s litter of eleven pups, then back at his own mate’s single newborn, his dark golden eyes filled with suspicion. *Am I... lacking compared to the wolf king?* *Impossible!* *Fine—I’ll just have to work harder from now on.* Shuishi: *Terror.jpg*