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After having a bowl of noodles at Ying Ming’s place and turning down the offer to stay the night, Shi Yi left. He had an appointment the next morning, and leaving from Ying Ming’s place would not be convenient. Neither of them said a word of thanks, but as Shi Yi was about to go, he casually reminded Ying Ming to be careful. Leaning against the doorframe, Ying Ming chuckled. “Not like they’re gonna tear my house down.” “If they do, you won’t even have time to get angry.” In…- 283.2 K • Completed
Bu Nian paused in slight confusion. Had he really spoiled him? He had always treated him so strictly, never once coaxed him with soft words, and constantly found fault with him. Where was the spoiling in that? “You… it’s only because your past was too hard that you think anyone who treats you a little better is being kind.” His voice carried a trace of helplessness. “Alright, stop crying. You’re about to flood the whole bed.” Lian Ai sniffled and wiped his face roughly with his…- 157.9 K • Completed
But Xi Yufeng continued to look at Jiang Ruo. In this relationship, he had always been the dominant one. Raising the bed once more, Xi Yufeng helped Jiang Ruo sit up and proceeded to lift his shirt. Aside from the large bruise on his abdomen, there were varying sizes of subcutaneous hematoma on his waist and back. These stood out shockingly against the surrounding pale skin. After checking, he went to pull down Jiang Ruo's pants, which was stopped by Jiang Ruo: "There's nothing wrong down…- 178.8 K • Completed
Shen Mo really did sleep well that night. When he woke up the next morning, the man was still asleep on the sofa. One leg was propped up, the other hanging down to the floor. The blanket only covered him up to the waist, and his shirt was all wrinkled. Shen Mo then noticed he hadn’t changed into pajamas and had just made do like that for the night. Afraid of waking him, Shen Mo tiptoed into the kitchen. His right hand still hadn’t fully healed, so he wasn’t very dexterous, but he still managed…- 75.6 K • Completed
The next day. Ying Xize woke up and saw that it was almost noon already. Last night, he wasn’t feeling very well overall, but thankfully, the flat he rented for an easy commute wasn’t far from the Research Department. After he made it through the ‘devouring’ phase, Xiang Jiayan took him home. The moment he got back to his room, he collapsed from tiredness and fell asleep. He slept for a full ten hours. After a quick wash, Ying Xize opened the door and stepped…- 72.8 K • Ongoing
Less than a hundred meters away from the parking lot, on a high-rise building, Yan Ankuo didn't wait for a reply before grabbing his coat and pressing the button for the elevator to descend. Huang Xiaoxiao noticed he was leaving and asked curiously, "Leaving work so early today?" "Early?" Yan Ankuo glanced at the electronic clock on the wall, showing a glaring "Sunday," almost doubting whether he was working in a parallel universe where weekends also required him to work. "I've already put in five…- 135.4 K • Completed
At the center of Lion Tower stood a dedicated dueling platform. The round stage resembled a massive war drum, its surface painted with countless blooming red plum blossoms, reminiscent of the vibrant vermilion tree inside Chanhua Tower. Luo Yiyi was one of the most ordinary sword cultivators on the Divine Continent. He came from a small village at the foot of Mount Wuming, and by sheer chance had stepped onto the path of cultivation. But unlike the stories in picture books, there had been no mysterious…- 165.0 K • Ongoing
The year I first arrived in Beijing, I was still a clueless music youth—long hair, living in a basement in Chaoyang District, smoking, drinking, and doing bar gigs. Every day, I felt like a pearl covered in dust, convinced that the mainstream music industry was full of idiots, yet still hoping that one of those idiots would be slightly less idiotic and pluck me out from the sea of mediocrity. Later, I wondered if my life would have been different if I had met Guan Lan earlier. But then again, back…- 76.9 K • Completed
Xu Chun arrived at the Imperial Academy on the second day, only to find everyone buzzing with chatter about something unknown. Prince Su Linyu of Gui De waved him over with a smile. "What took you so long? Did you manage to write your policy essay yesterday?" Xu Chun replied, "I just scribbled some nonsense. What's going on today? It feels like there's something big happening." Su Linyu explained, "Word has it that this year's top scholar, who was originally appointed as a compiler at the Hanlin…- 643.5 K • Completed
- Yan Hang hadn't been unconscious for long before Yin Liuming pinched his philtrum and woke him up. The moment he opened his eyes, he instinctively glanced behind Yin Liuming. There was nothing there. Not seeing that eerie, blue-glowing ghost official made him breathe a sigh of relief. Yin Liuming lowered his gaze indifferently, ignoring Shen Lou, who was floating behind Yan Hang’s head. If Yan Hang lied again, he'd have Shen Lou give him another scare. "Speak the truth; what did you come…
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