Pixiu Restaurant, No Way Out

When the old beast Pixiu went out to throw away the garbage, a male ghost fell into his arms just after he finished categorizing the garbage. This male ghost was named Wen Xi, and he was as beautiful as a flower. Not only that, but he was also soft and cool to the touch, which meant he was perfect for Pixiu to use as an ice pillow. After all, Pixiu had been punished by the Heavens, and was doomed to endure insufferable hotness surging inside his body. Although Pixiu swore to the Heavens that he was only using the ghost as an ice pillow, no one believed him. Pixiu: “Even if the red thread of fate holds my body, my heart is that of a bachelor!” Wen Xi, who was sealed in a fermentation jar ...