Slashh-XO
Stories
27
Chapters
1,314
Words
2.8 M
Comments
26
Reading
9 d, 16 h
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Long before sending a calling card to Ling Xun, the Minister of Civil Affairs had already devised a layered scheme. He chose Ling Xun to assassinate Qin Chao not only because he was a formation master, but also because he had once been courted by Qin Chao, and had turned him down. Among the Three Excellencies, the Minister of Civil Affairs was the only surviving elder statesman. The reason he had managed to endure until now was because he had always maintained a posture of neither servility nor defiance…
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36.3 K • Ongoing
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Zhou Jun's mind was overwhelmed by two thoughts, crashing like thunder through his consciousness. He lay at the edge of the bed, his body trembling slightly. Memories replayed in his mind like film frames, one after another. He thought of the earlier moments with Yong Jin. His teasing when they stood by the window, the sweet nothings Yong Jin had whispered to him, the angry looks, and the possessive force in his kisses. Zhou Jun suddenly rolled off the bed, his robe sweeping items off the table. His…
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152.1 K • Completed
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Zhou Jun seemed to not have heard anything, still smiling calmly with an almost annoyingly smug expression. He sat next to Miss Yang, making the sofa dip slightly under his weight. The sound of leather creaking followed as Miss Yang leaned just a little toward him. Whether intentional or not, the two ended up sitting close together, appearing quite intimate. Zhou Jun called for the servant who had brought the wine and asked them to prepare some tea. With a guest around, it would not be right to just…
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152.1 K • Completed
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Zhou Jun exited the car and walked the length of the street a few times, lighting a cigarette as he went. It was cold, and the steam from a nearby food stall filled the air. Zhou Jun, with a cigarette in his mouth, walked over to the stall, thinking about getting a bowl of soup, even though he wasn’t really hungry. He sat on a long wooden bench, picked up a spoon, and wiped it with a cloth, looking a little fussy. While drinking the soup, he unexpectedly made eye contact with a man in a gray long robe…
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152.1 K • Completed
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After saying those words, Shen Mo slowly let go of Ji Mingxuan’s hand, as if he had used up all the strength he had left in his life. That rainy night seven years ago, Ji Mingxuan had placed his heart in Shen Mo’s hands, but it had never been returned. Now that everything had changed, Shen Mo only wanted Ji Mingxuan to see where his heart had always been. But this one-man performance had run its course. Shen Mo glanced at the time and said with quiet regret, “It hasn’t even been half an…
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75.6 K • Completed
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The glass and tiled walls enclosed the narrow space on all sides. Under the cold white glare of the overhead light, the square tiles looked even more blinding. The only sound in the bathroom was water, endlessly flowing. Warm droplets splashed onto Tang Zhou’s tanned skin, then fell to the floor, gathering into a shallow pool. Steam began to rise again, dampening his lashes. For a moment, Tang Zhou felt a dizzy wave of disorientation. They were barely two meters apart, but somehow he couldn’t quite…
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59.0 K • Completed
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Chen Xiucheng’s ass hurt. His hole hurt. His waist, legs, and wrists all hurt. Every part of him hurt. He lay sprawled out on the bed, completely drained, his bare back exposed and his lower half covered only by a thin sheet. He was so exhausted he could barely twitch a finger. The hotel room lights were off. Only a sliver of light seeped in through the gap in the curtains. Chen Xiucheng had no idea what time it was. As his mind slowly cleared, memories of last night returned to him. He remembered…
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67.2 K • Completed
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The masked man’s name was Qu Ping. At this moment, all he could feel was an overwhelming sense of humiliation. He wanted nothing more than to cut Meng Qiqi down with a single stroke. But he couldn’t, and that only made him feel more aggrieved. When Meng Qiqi shifted slightly and “accidentally” redirected an assassin’s strike toward him again, Qu Ping finally had no choice but to reveal Wuyan’s location in exchange for Meng Qiqi’s cooperation. He told the truth. In such urgent…
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165.0 K • Ongoing
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Xiao Mingxuan had been reviewing documents. After opening the door for a certain someone, he returned to his chair and focused once again on the screen. Even though the truth was now out, he actually felt relieved. At least he no longer had to carry this secret alone. He had panicked a little in the morning, but once he saw that the man hadn’t shown any signs of rejection, he finally relaxed. After observing him throughout the day, he could tell that Song Feng was still willing to talk to him, and…
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185.4 K • Completed
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Shi Yi had forgotten when someone once told him, people who always seem calm and rational tend to fall apart faster than anyone else once they lose control. At the time, the logic had struck him as something like “the dog that bites doesn’t bark.” It barely left an impression. And yet now, for no reason, that exact line came back to him. The thought flashed across his mind and was quickly replaced by the present moment, by Ying Ming yanking open his shirt. The buttons had probably popped off.…
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283.2 K • Completed
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