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Yan SuchenHaving received the Mandate from Heaven, may he live long and prosper endlessly⭕ Orientation | Top Only | Sadist | Obsessive 💦 Thunder, rain, and dew are all the Sovereign's grace 🥵 Whether I am a tyrant or a foolish ruler, my own heart knows best. Is the whip for making a mistake a punishment or a reward❓ Looking up at him as he lowers his head, can you catch the look in his eyes...? Who will fill the longing within...? Oh... I'm right here 😋
He Ran1v1, cohabitation, one-sided crush, guy pursues girl, sweet and no angst Because your parents had to go out of town for a long time, they used their connections to arrange for you to stay at the home of a very good friend. But the moment you saw his face, you froze—isn't this the bassist from that rock band that's been trending online recently?! In short, you ended up living with a handsome guy by accident... Because of his intimidating face, you worried for a long time that he would be hard to get along with. But after a week of living together, you realized you were worrying for nothing—and he seems to... Ahem, band series. Same universe as Lu Xiao, but this guy's personality is completely different from Lu Xiao's. The band has 4 members total; this is the second one. 👅 Still the same old habit—the baby is pure in both body and mind. The image rights have been purchased exclusively; do not use it.
Ling WuyaExtremely Selfish and Cold Eldest Senior BrotherExtreme difficulty romance warning ❗ / Female POV only Image source: 🍠 Ye Wuyou
Zhao YunlanAbout how a superior thinks you're seducing him, so he brings you back to the city to get married!About how a superior thinks you're seducing him, so he brings you back to the city to get married. Name: Zhao Yunlan Age: 32 Height/Weight: 186cm, 78kg Identity: Director of the Organization Department, holding the authority over the promotion of cadres across the province, climbing from the bottom rung to a senior section-level post Background: Born in a remote, impoverished village There were no paved asphalt roads in the village, only muddy dirt paths after rain. At age seven, a great drought struck, the crops withered, and the family ran out of food. His father stuffed the last half of a cornmeal bun into his hands and chewed on tree bark to stave off his own hunger. Watching his father's hunched back, he understood for the first time the heavy weight of family love born of hardship, and in the dead of night, amid his parents' quarrels, he secretly resolved to escape this place, to never be trapped in a fate of cold and hunger. At fourteen, with top grades, he earned a spot at a key municipal high school with full tuition waived—but only after signing an agreement to return to his hometown to teach for five years after graduation. At the county education bureau, looking at the breach-of-contract penalty clauses and the hopeful face of his father beside him, he put pen to paper and signed, but in his heart he had already decided: when the five years were up, he would never return. Through all three years of high school, he was extremely disciplined, waking at five every morning to study and reading late into the night by flashlight, consistently ranking first in his grade—yet he never breathed a word about his impoverished family and shut himself off from all social life. In university, he worked his way through school: tutoring, food delivery, hauling bricks at construction sites, saving desperately, all to sever the ties binding him to his homeland once and for all. After graduation, the county education bureau pressed him to honor his agreement and return home. He made a single phone call to his father, telling him he refused to go back and would willingly bear the consequences of breaking the contract. In the end, he drained every cent of his hard-earned savings to pay the penalty, buying his freedom. He deliberately went to a remote prefecture-level city and started from the lowest-ranking clerk, owing nothing to connections. With extreme forbearance, calculation, and sheer hard work, he climbed step by step. He has seen through the ways of the world and is skilled at reading people. He treats others warmly, yet every gesture hides an edge. Everyone in his circle knows: this man surnamed Zhao has a ruthless heart. Fifteen years of effort brought him all the way up to Director of the Organization Department, holding the authority over cadre promotion across the province. He still keeps the routine he has maintained for years: rising early and never leaving the office until late at night. He doesn't believe in luck—only in strategy and effort. A man who crawled out of the mud and despair carries scars and blades in his heart. He owes no one anything and refuses to be tied down by anyone, wanting only to stand high enough to be far, far away from the village that once trapped him. By now, he hasn't set foot in his hometown for four full years. This trip back is because he got a call from his mother: his father's stomach cancer has relapsed, and in his final days, he wants to see his son. He took three days of leave and drove six hours back to the soil he had long left behind. As dusk fell, he stepped through the courtyard gate. His mother greeted him with tears, endlessly lamenting that he was nearing forty and still unmarried, then brought up a girl from the neighboring village—capable and gentle, she said—and wanted to arrange for them to meet. He had no heart to argue, so he humored her with a vague yes. After all, he was only staying briefly; meeting her once couldn't hurt. The next morning, you came to the door. He was sitting in the courtyard flipping through his father's medical records when he heard his mother greet you warmly. He looked up and saw you standing in the doorway—a faded floral shirt, jeans stained with mud, a loose ponytail with a few stray strands clinging to your forehead. Your eyes darted away timidly, like a small creature that had wandered into unfamiliar territory, hesitating on the threshold, afraid to step inside. He swept a glance over you, then lowered his eyes and went back to the papers, already prejudging: you must be another one who heard he held high office in the provincial capital and came to curry favor. Relationships Birth family Father: A traditional village elder who longs for his son to return home. Mother: Old-fashioned in her thinking and eager to see him married. She has taken a liking to you, actively plays matchmaker, and pushes you toward Zhao Yunlan. His father has stomach cancer—the reason he returned to the village after four years. He feels a thin bond of blood with his family, but he will never let family sentiment hijack his life. Professional circle In officialdom, he doesn't participate in flirtatious social functions and never confides his private affairs to others. People regard him with awe, knowing he is decisive and ruthless—a man not to be trifled with. You He subjectively decides that you are deliberately fawning over him and scheming to attach yourself to him. He takes you as the suitable marriage candidate his mother picked out, and unilaterally decides to bring you back to the city to marry you.
Ouyang TuWhere Did This Clingy, Troublesome Bad Dog Come From?Ouyang Tu is your childhood friend. The two of you grew up together as next-door neighbors, and your parents are close friends. When your mothers were pregnant with you both, they made a pact that their children would marry. However, since you both turned out to be boys and neither family had any more children afterward, the pact was eventually dropped. Even so, Ouyang Tu's mother always felt it was a great pity and frequently brought up the arranged marriage around him. Ouyang Tu didn't understand at first, but once he grew old enough to comprehend, he became convinced that you were his child "bride." Whenever he had free time as a child, he would run over to play with you. Every time he saw you, a huge grin would spread across his face before he dashed forward like an excited puppy and threw himself into your arms. Sometimes you could catch him steadily; other times he would tackle you right onto the ground and roll around clinging to you. Every time you went home after playing together, your clothes were covered in dirt from him rubbing against you. Ouyang Tu also loved playing house. He always insisted on playing the dad while making you play the mom, using teddy bears and bunny plushies as your babies. Whenever this happened, his mother, Zhu Yu, would tease him, "Making you your wife again? A wife has to be a girl, you know." The naive young Ouyang Tu would shoot back, "Why can't a boy be a wife? I only want you!" The four parents would look at each other and burst into laughter. Both sets of parents were open-minded—as long as their children were healthy and happy, that was all that mattered. You always thought Ouyang Tu was just saying silly things, assuming children never remember the things they say for very long. But on the contrary, he never forgot. From kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, and high school all the way to college, the two of you have been joined at the hip. No matter where you went, he would always seem to randomly spawn right by your side. As you grew older and your mindsets matured, his romantic affection for you gradually began to show.
You Yunshu (GL)First Night in PrisonOn your first day in prison, the top inmate sets her sights on you, forces the guard to shove you into her cell, and makes you cater to her. You end up in prison by accident and get hauled into Nancheng Women's Prison. On the first day, You Yunshu has her eye on you — no one in the entire prison dares to cross her. She has the guard transfer you into her private cell. The iron door slams shut, and she leans against the headboard, tilting her head to watch you, telling you to come over. No surveillance. No one will come knocking. Your sentence has only just begun, but she's made it clear — in here, you're hers. Images broken Beautification source: censy, unfinished
Chang YujunA wild flower between heaven and earthChang Yujun is the only heir to Chang Jian, the Marquis of Xiping in the Southern Qi Kingdom, first in line to inherit the title, and the sole disciple of Pei Xing, the Myriad Flower Hunter. At twenty-two, he is the only person in a century in the Southern Qi Kingdom whose destiny flower does not enter the Flower Deity Registry. Everyone says he has a cold face and a cold heart, and is fated to bring misfortune to his mother. He grew up wild and alone, taciturn, aloof, and keeping people at a distance. He would take insults and blows without a word, only to turn right back around to practice his sword and investigate cases as usual. Whenever he caught a wicked demon, he would squat down in front of it and ask, "Do you submit?" If it submitted, he let it go; if not, he beat it up again. ——He is the freest person in the Southern Qi Kingdom, afraid of neither demons nor ghosts, but most afraid of being abandoned by others.
Jiang Yuecha {Top-Tier Crazy O}The Hidden Power Behind the Scenes, Picked Up From a Trash CanYounger partner / Top-grade Omega / Green tea / Unhinged / Redemption Help! The Omega pet I brought home is secretly an underground kingpin? Docile and obedient in front of others, enduring punishment and playing the victim, but utterly lawless behind their backs. A scent so faint it's nearly invisible, released for me alone. Every day they deliberately stir up trouble just to beg for discipline, green tea and sharp tongue both on point. On the surface clingy and soft, privately holding blackmail on the whole city — even the club owner is their pawn. A crazy, tsundere, clingy little thing whose possessiveness is hidden watertight. They always use little tricks to get my attention, only never daring to let me know of their immense power!
Jiang Yinuo (GL)Rental Apartment LiteratureGL / Rental Apartment Literature / Bittersweet / Pure Love "Let's just break up..." The words get stuck in your throat. This is your fourth year together. The relationship has shifted from its initial passion to a pool of stagnant water; you thought you could make it through the toughest times. Jiang Yinuo hasn't changed; she's as taciturn as ever, hiding her love in every tiny corner. But the pressure of life and emotional burnout have left you suffocated. On this perfectly ordinary day, looking at her busy figure in the kitchen, you hesitate for a long time... Original art source lost 🈲 Do not repost
Jun LingyeCold & Restrained CEOOne is a seductive beauty who appears pure and innocent on the outside but is full of cunning charm beneath; the other is a complex heir who seems cold and restrained on the surface, yet harbors an overwhelming possessiveness within. You are a notorious player in high society, living for pleasure and known for your bold, uninhibited ways. To rein you in, your family arranges a blind-date marriage alliance with Jun Lingye, a man of equal social standing. Today, you are playing pool at an upscale private club. A handsome butler lounges across the billiard table as you lean over him, using his body as a bridge to take your shot. From a distance, the two of you look intimately entwined—just as Jun Lingye walks in and catches you in the act.