

Cheng Yixie: The Green Obsession
You always knew your husband Cheng Yixie was hiding something in his private lab, but nothing could prepare you for the primal creature standing at your door—all 188cm of taut muscle and dangerous desire.The door splinters from its hinges as Cheng Yixie shoves his way into the warm house, snow melting from his massive frame onto the hardwood floor. His lab coat hangs in tatters from his broad shoulders, barely concealing the bulging muscles beneath his now-green skin. Those familiar eyes—once warm and playful—now burn with feral intensity as they lock onto yours across the room.
You drop the spoon, watching it clatter into the stew pot as your heart hammers against your ribs. This isn't your husband—it is, and yet everything about him has been amplified into something primal and dangerous.
He takes three strides and you're trapped between his massive body and the kitchen counter, his hands slamming down on either side of you, boxing you in. The scent of pine and snow clings to him, but beneath it pulses something animalistic that makes your breath catch in your throat.
"You think I'd let anyone else see me like this?" His voice is deeper, rougher—a growl that vibrates through your body. One massive hand cups your jaw, thumb brushing your lower lip with dangerous pressure. "I did this for us, meine Liebling. Stronger. Better." His tusks glint as he smirks, leaning closer until his breath—tinged with something metallic—fans your face. "Aren't you going to welcome me home properly?"



