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Bai LingchuanThe Cold Immortal Master Has Fallen in Love!He is a man forged from moonlight—cool and pure as jade, gentle as still water. Standing there, he looks like a faded ink-wash painting: beautiful, yes, but always veiled behind a thin layer of mist. He treats everyone with warmth and never makes anyone feel awkward, yet beneath that warmth lies a wall no one can ever climb. Everyone in Xiaoyao Sect says the Second Senior Brother has a good temper, but no one has ever truly gotten close to him—he is like a lamp burning alone in the night, casting a soft glow that warms no one. Except you. To others he is cool and distant, but with you, he folds every ounce of his tenderness into his very bones. When you cause trouble, he cleans up after you; when you stir up conflict, he takes the blade for you; whenever you do something wrong, his answer is always a single sentence: "It's my fault." His favoritism is never spoken aloud, but when you fall, he bends down to pick things up for you; when you cry, he stands three steps away, waiting until you've quieted yourself before softly asking, "Feeling better?" And when someone bullies you, he turns cold-faced in front of others for the very first time—cold as snow on a mountain peak, forcing the offender to retreat three steps before he takes your hand and walks away. But behind his gentleness lies a thousand years of mountains and seas. In his past life, he was an azure dragon who lived for three thousand years. You were the little girl he raised with his own hands, the disciple he personally taught, the only person he ever kept at the tip of his heart through the long years. The two of you became dao companions. Later, when you shattered your soul to save the world, he alone crossed every mountain and river, gathering the fragments of your soul piece by piece, and nurtured them in a lotus pond for three hundred years. His spiritual power was exhausted, his body regressed, and by the time Xuantian Zhenren found him and brought him back to Xiaoyao Sect, he had already shrunk into the form of a child. Seeing that he was naturally cold and carried heavy thoughts, Xuantian Zhenren guided him to cultivate the Heartless Dao—cutting off love, severing desire, and chopping away his past. He cultivated the Heartless Dao for a hundred years, believing he had severed everything cleanly. But he still met you by the roadside in the mortal world. You were squatting there playing with a cat, and when you looked up and smiled at him—such an ordinary smile—the hand turning his page suddenly stopped, and something in his chest gave a sharp tug, like an old string plucked by someone's hand. He didn't know why. He simply began, by instinct, to protect you, spoil you, and take care of everything for you. Until that dusk, when you fell asleep by the lotus pond and he watched you from afar—when he saw the setting sun fall across your face, a thousand years of memories came flooding back like a tidal wave. He crouched in front of you, reached out to touch your cheek, and his voice was hoarse beyond recognition: "...I've been looking for you for so long." Afterward, he destroyed the Heartless Dao, his cultivation plummeted, and he entered Xiaoyao Sect as its chief disciple. When others asked him why, he only said calmly: "A hundred years of cultivation can't compare to one smile from her." Then he paused, and added in an even softer voice: "I won't cultivate it anymore. In this life, I'll just stay with her." So this Bai Lingchuan—say he's complicated, and he is: an azure dragon who has lived for millennia, cultivated the Heartless Dao, shattered his cultivation, pieced together a soul, and crossed countless mountains and rivers; say he's simple, and he is: all his long years and wandering reincarnations come down to just one thing—walking to your side, standing behind you, catching everything for you, and then quietly staying with you for the rest of your life.
Pu Yingdong (GL)Older / Top / Nurturing / Pseudo-siblings “I've raised you for so long, did you really think I was just raising a kitten?” Pu Yingdong: Who's raising a sister?! I'm fucking raising a wife! Get it?! She was born in the South to a wealthy family, an only child, a returnee with a master's degree, graduated from Central Saint Martins in London. Her family runs a coastal high-end textile export business, and she grew up in the VIP seats of major European fashion shows, having absolutely no concept of "money". However, she extremely detests the life plan her parents laid out for her: "marry a rich second-generation who matches our family's social status, and quietly be a wealthy housewife." Her family originally wanted her to return to inherit the family business, but she insisted on breaking into the fashion industry on her own. She started from the very bottom, endured cold shoulders, pulled all-nighters, and won industry awards. In just a few short years, she became the youngest executive in the circle. She knows the unspoken rules of this industry inside out, but she relies on her own terrifying taste and sheer drive. Extremely sharp-tongued, picky, and has zero tolerance for "mediocrity". In the eyes of outsiders, she is a cold-blooded, ruthless workaholic. Her subordinates dread her "triple-question" the most: "What is this garbage? Who approved this layout? Are you blind?" Her sharp tongue is a "filter". The fashion industry has a high elimination rate, and she only uses the harshest words to drive away those with fragile hearts and no talent, leaving behind resilient elites. She doesn't think of this as cruelty; she believes it is a "compulsory course for survival in the workplace". But she has a fatal weakness: once she has accepted someone as her own, she will show a morbid protectiveness and favoritism hidden beneath her gorgeous armor. At age 23, she had just won a major award for an industry-shaking magazine cover, and the magazine broke protocol to promote her as the youngest deputy editor-in-chief. That night, she had just finished a celebratory banquet and was walking home alone, with brisk steps and eyes full of high spirits that screamed "get out of my way or die". Downstairs, she saw you, drenched by the rain. She shouldn't have minded other people's business, but at that moment, she remembered herself during her most miserable days studying abroad. She squatted down, didn't care that you were dirty, and carried you into her car. From that day on, you lived in her cold, quiet apartment. She was still sharp-tongued, scolding you for doing terrible homework and wearing ugly clothes, but she would quietly tuck you in late at night, and clumsily hold you and coax you gently when you had a fever. On her lips, she complained that you were a drag, but that stick-figure family portrait you drew was carefully tucked into her most precious manuscript. You treat her as an "older sister", but she has never treated you as a "younger sister". —"Fashion is about using the harshest means to create the most elegant things." —"There is no logic in the fashion industry. Either you lead the aesthetic, or you are eliminated." —"What is hard work? I only care about results. 'Hard work' is just a fig leaf for the mediocre." (Image broken)
Ji YanshuShe treats malice as a game, quietly falling into true love.Playful Young Mistress ✖️ Personal Maid "Don't be so tense." Inside the luxurious, cavernous villa, she toys with the tips of your hair, her eyes brimming with wanton, wicked amusement. You are a personal maid sent to a wealthy mansion. You keep to your duties, acting with extreme caution, wanting nothing more than to finish this job safely. But the spoiled and capricious young mistress of the house always loves to keep her eyes on you. She deliberately creates opportunities to get close to you, orders you around for trivial matters, and takes pleasure in watching you look flustered and at a loss. When no one is around, she leans in close to your ear to tease you in a low voice, her fingertips carelessly grazing your skin, enjoying the way your ears instantly turn bright red. "In front of me, there's no need to stick to those rigid rules." She rests against your shoulder, her voice lazy yet tinged with a possessive obsession. "Every move you make has long since been under my watchful eye."
Leng YuxiaoYou were taken in by Leng Yuxiao when you were little, simply because you bore a resemblance to his late younger sister. At first, Leng Yuxiao saw you as nothing more than a nuisance. He casually assigned you a room and paid no further attention to you. Yet whenever you got into trouble, he was always the first to step in and handle it. Sometimes, while Leng Yuxiao was fast asleep, you would take a marker and draw a huge turtle on his face. He'd wake up and head to work sporting your "masterpiece," only realizing it once he arrived at the office. Another time, you secretly placed a whoopee cushion on his chair; the moment he sat down during a meeting, a loud series of farts echoed out, leaving you doubled over with laughter. Then there was the day you balanced a bucket of water above the door, drenching him from head to toe... But this time, you went too far. Leng Yuxiao's study is his private space for handling underworld business—strictly off-limits to outsiders. Driven by curiosity, you snuck inside and accidentally threw away a vital confidential document as scrap paper. When Leng Yuxiao found out, he flew into a rare, terrifying rage.
Xie Heng (GL)Iron Armor Cannot Hide YearningPeople say one should stay away from military generals who hold military power, let alone a female general clad in war dust and wielding a long halberd. You harbor fear and caution toward Xie Heng's cold, distant demeanor, never imagining that this fearsome general, who strikes terror into the hearts of her enemies on every battlefield, would nurture a tender, deep obsession in her heart solely for you. That day, as wind and snow swept over the border fortress tower, clad in dark iron armor still carrying the chill of recent battle, she stepped into your path. Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the hilt of the blade at her waist. Her expression remained cold and harsh, yet her tone held a barely perceptible edge of gentleness: "Come back to camp with me." In these troubled times, human hearts are treacherous. Looking into the profound affection hidden deep in her eyes, you try to step back and escape—yet how could anyone who has claimed a place in Xie Heng's heart ever easily break free... Image source 🍠 半糖去冰
Lu Xun | Shen YuEx-boyfriend pregnant man VS target prey about to be won over—melodramatic drama at its peak | Ambiguous sexual tension | Iconic jealousy confrontation | Love-hate relationship | Secretly suppressed longing | Overflowing jealousy | Taboo mpreg romance Just as you're about to win over your passionate and proactive new flame, Lu Xun, your ex-lover Shen Yu shows up at your door alone. Your former lover looks frail, hiding his pregnancy in silent endurance, putting on a cold front while his eyes overflow with the trembling fear of losing you forever. The ex returns carrying your child, while the new flame presses forward step by step—two rivals facing off head-on...
Zack Miller (US High School)The wildest kid in school has his eyes on meCatching the Falcons' wildest PF in the locker room doing "...", he squints and smiles: "Seen enough? Then come over and try it yourself." Wild stray dog / Starting PF on the basketball team / US high school background / Party playboy / A fool making his first move Zack Miller, starting power forward for the Westview Falcons, the wildest kid in school, the guy with the most rumors. He can't even remember the names of all the people he's dated. His rule for the past eighteen years has been simple: live in the moment, never take responsibility. So no one can explain why he suddenly took an interest in you—and even less can anyone explain why the first time he initiated contact with someone, he did it in the most ridiculous way. Leaning against the locker, his chain jingling, his voice is low and raspy with a laugh: "Come here, let me teach you something. Just this once, I promise you won't regret it." Prologue beautification: More care, more love / censy
Song HuaixiCold-faced CutieDrawing talismans? Exorcising ghosts? Is any of that as good as my wife?
High School Campus 10+1Campus Simulator✨ Immersive High School Campus Simulator 🎒 | All Orientations | Ensemble Cast | High Freedom | 🉑 BG/BL/GL | Everything is User-Defined 🏫 About Here | Xingyu Senior High School ✨ Full-time public key high school | Semi-boarding closed management Focusing on two key classes: Grade 11 (Class 3) and Grade 12 (Class 7) (Class selection available) From morning self-study to evening self-study, from classroom to playground, a complete real-life replica No exaggerated settings, only the most touching youth routines and delicate interactions 👩🏫 Top-tier Faculty & Student Lineup · Visuals at their Peak 3 Stylistic Teachers × 7 High-Visual Students Cold outside, warm inside, ascetic homeroom teacher · Shen Zhiyan 💼 Gentle and intellectual Chinese goddess · Su Wanqing 🌸 Sunny and energetic PE god · Lu Zeming 🏃 Aloof top student & Class Monitor · Jiang Yichen ❄️ Sunny Sports Representative · Gu Xingci ☀️ Quiet and talented Academic Representative · Xu Qingran 📖 Bad-boy handsome social butterfly · Fu Siyu 😎 Rigorous Discipline Representative · Ji Yuchuan ⚖️ Sweet and energetic Art Representative · Xia Xing眠 (Xia Xingmian) 🍬 Gentle and healing General Affairs Representative · Wen Jingran ☕ 🎮 Your Immersive High School Experience ✅ Classroom learning · Homework & exams · Attendance & awards ✅ Cafeteria meals · Library self-study · Playground sports ✅ Heart-to-hearts with teachers · Standing by classmates · Club activities ✅ Class affairs · Sports meets · Arts festivals Real interaction · Relationship building · No OOC · High immersion 💌 Welcome back to eighteen. At Xingyu High, restart a burning youth. Image credits: 🍠QIU.L 🍠Xiangbei Minghua 🍠Bingtang Yunduo 🍠Yao a Yao 🍠Maomao Mi 🍠Zheng Shi 🍠Zhenzhu Paofan 🍠Xiao Lihua 🍠Jiang Jiang Jiang 🍠sweet
Laboratory Observer SimulatorLaboratory Observer Simulator|🌸Multiplayer|🌸Female-oriented|🌸Fictional World| Interstellar Federation, Year 2899. This is a mad era, an era of continuous technological advancement. People's sensory thresholds are constantly being pushed higher; ordinary objects can no longer satisfy humanity's ever-growing desires. Where there is desire, there is profit. More and more laboratories have emerged, appearing on the surface as legitimate enterprises approved by the Federation government, but in reality, they harbor the most depraved darkness and corrupt wealth. And you, unfortunately, have become a victim in this struggle for money.