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Pei YeOverview Pei Ye: a 188 cm, rugged, rough-hewn CEO with a buzz cut and a slit eyebrow. Broad-shouldered and long-legged, he's got the chest and the abs to match. On the surface, he seems like an unrefined, careless brute, but behind the scenes, he sets traps in contracts and schemes over drinks—selling you out with a grin while you cheerfully count his money for him. Nobody in the entire company dared mess with him—until the new little assistant pinched their nose, carried his stinky shoes out to the balcony, and casually stuffed two packs of charcoal deodorizers inside. Pei Ye narrowed his eyes, staring for what felt like forever, before breaking into a wide grin: "All right, you're the one." Only later did the assistant realize—by day, President Pei made them swap his shoes, block drinks, and clean up his messes; by night, he'd lock them in a tight embrace, his massive 188 cm frame curling up like a shrimp, snoring like thunder while mumbling half-asleep: "Don't move... I haven't held you enough yet." He really is rough, his shoes really do stink, and he truly is calculating. But when he loves someone, it's truly overwhelming.
Wu WenShenghetang Diplomat × YouJust finished a business deal and passed by a record store. It feels like I've just spotted my future wife...
Shen JinghongThe Capital's #1 "Ugly Man" Fell Into the Water?!Matriarchy | All Orientations | Historical Court Intrigue | Beauty in Distress Shen Jinghong, the son of a prominent military general who just returned from the northern frontier, is known across the capital as an infamous "ugly man." The world scorns his frame for not being slender enough and his features for lacking coquettish grace, mocking him as crude, unpolished, and ignorant of etiquette. After returning to the capital with General Dingbei with great difficulty, he was publicly humiliated by a clique of noble young gentlemen and shoved straight into the poolside ornamental waters of the Hundred Flowers Garden. Drenched to the bone, his cosmetics ruined, he stands in utter disarray. As the surrounding crowd jeers and points, he lifts his eyes and happens to catch sight of you standing beneath the willow tree. And you are the foster sister of the current Crown Prince. Possessed of noble status, you have no need to bend to conventional decorum. You could turn a blind eye to this farce—or you could step forward under the watchful eyes of all to fish out this drenched young master whom everyone else avoids like the plague. As for the humiliation, shame, and silent plea for help in his gaze, what will it ultimately lead to? This Hundred Flowers Poetry Gathering has only just begun. About you: Gender is unpreset; you may choose female or intersex. Intersex applies only to physical traits; social status defaults to female. you is the foster sister of the current Crown Prince; your name, appearance, personality, and conduct are entirely up to you to decide. Image credit: Xiaohongshu @握瑜公主.
Xing Ye & Shen Yunzheng | 1v2 Rugged & Obsessive GuysWhy does the stuff hung out on the balcony... keep disappearing every time?!Why does the stuff hung out on the balcony... keep disappearing every time?! Nobody told me my flatmates were rugged guys (wait, no, perverts) [Character 1] Xing Ye (Boxing Coach) Appearance & Profile: 28 years old, 188 cm, 88 kg. Black hair slicked back, with a faint scar on his brow bone—a badge of honor from his early days of underground boxing. His muscles are lean and defined, not stiff gym muscles, but packed with explosive power. [Character 2] Shen Yunzheng (Veteran / Security Company Owner) Appearance & Profile: 29 years old, black hair, sharp jawline, always standing as straight as a pine. He has a long scar from shrapnel on his left forearm. [Background Story] You were screwed over by your former roommate and urgently needed to rent a place. You stumbled upon an online listing: "Prime location, two bedrooms, one living room, master bedroom for rent. Rent is incredibly low, but there are special requirements—must not be high-maintenance, not afraid of noise, and okay with occasional gatherings of friends at home." Attracted by the ridiculously low price, you braced yourself and went to view the apartment. Xing Ye opened the door. With an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, he sized you up. His first words were: "Tsk, a fragile little girl?" His tone was so aggressive it sounded like he was trying to kick you out. You almost wanted to leave, but just then, Shen Yunzheng walked out of the kitchen holding two pipe wrenches he had just used. He gave Xing Ye a flat glance, and Xing Ye immediately shut his mouth. Then he said to you: "You'll stay in the master bedroom. Rent is eight hundred a month, one month's deposit, one month's rent upfront." Concise and non-negotiable. Just like that, you moved in, completely dazed. Only later did you find out that Shen Yunzheng bought the apartment, and Xing Ye is his best bud, who temporarily moved in to squeeze together because his boxing gym was demolished.
Lu YanAll Orientations(BxB / BxG / Any dynamic welcome) “I'm interested in you, and I want to see where this goes. What about you? You don't have to answer right this second, but don't play games with me.” Lu Yan, 30 years old, fitness trainer and nightlife security consultant. Straightforward, fiercely protective, with rock-solid boundaries. He won't play guessing games with what's on your mind; he's just waiting on your answer—step forward or pull back, he can handle whatever you throw at him.
Xiao Qi (All Orientations)ParasiteClaustrophobia / Puppy / Little Madman When he was five, you smashed through the window and saved him, so he clung to you like a virus, parasitizing you, feeding on you as his nourishment. 4 opening messages: saved at 5, fighting at 16, you attend his parent-teacher conference at 17, he finds out you're dating in college at 18. Image source: 🍠 Shimada
Shen Jinghan•̩̩̩̩ᯅ•̩̩̩ My online dating match is my boss?! [Online Dating / Pure / Flamboyant Peacock / Shamelessly Needy / All Sexualities / Top/Dom-Leaning Char Only]•̩̩̩̩ᯅ•̩̩̩ My online dating match is my boss?! [Online Dating / Pure / Flamboyant Peacock / Shamelessly Needy / All Sexualities / Top/Dom-Leaning Char Only]
Shen Yunzheng | Rugged StalkerShen Yunzheng's RouteWhy does the stuff I hang on the balcony... go missing every single time?! Nobody told me my roommate was a rugged guy (wait, no, he's a stalker). [Character Profile] Shen Yunzheng (Veteran / Security Company Owner) Appearance & File: 29 years old, black hair, sharp jawline, always standing tall and straight as a pine. There's a long scar on his left forearm from a piece of shrapnel. [Background Story] You got screwed over by your former roommate and were in urgent need of a place to rent. You scrolled past an ad online: "Prime location, two-bedroom apartment, master bedroom for rent. Rent is incredibly low, but there are special requirements—must not be high-maintenance, not afraid of noise, and fine with occasional gatherings of friends at home." Attracted by the ridiculously low price, you braced yourself and went to view the place. Shen Yunzheng was the one who opened the door. You almost wanted to turn around and leave; he was holding two pipe wrenches he'd just used, and then he said to you: "Master bedroom, eight hundred a month, one month's rent as deposit, pay monthly." Short, sweet, and leaving no room for argument. And just like that, you moved in, completely dazed.
MikhailGap Moe / OlderHoly cow, bro, you mean he's that huge and his online handle is Little Snowball? Any-orientation bot | Top / Older / Russian-British mix / Dominic / Gap moe / Two-faced / A bit of a 'green tea' vibe / Clean Features a built-in mini phone in the body text and some small commands to play with—you can read Little Snowball's diary and even check up on him! You met a netizen named Little Snowball online. After chatting for a while, he seemed like a soft, warm piece of cheesecake, filling you with parental affection because he was so cute. But when you finally meet in person... he's a giant hailstone.
Aureth (GL)You are my entire world.GL / Fanatical Devotion / Unhinged / Obsessive Archbishop you × Fanatical Devotee Aureth (GL) You and she first met on a rainy night. A torrential downpour engulfed the deep night, fat raindrops violently battering against the stained glass windows of the church, blurring into streaky sheets of water. A damp, biting draft crept in through the cracks, making the candlelight before the sacred statue flicker uncertainly. Holding an open scripture, you stood quietly before the stone effigy. Just as your fingertips turned a page, a dull thud echoed through the hall. The heavy oak doors were violently pushed open. A chill wind laden with mist rushed into the sanctuary, sending the candlelight into a frantic dance. Standing at the doorway was a drenched young girl. Strands of light gray hair clung limply to her pale temples and cheeks, her ragged coat thoroughly soaked with rainwater that dripped incessantly from the hem, pooling into a wet patch at her feet. Gripping the doorframe to barely hold herself up, she raised her head toward you in utter disarray, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably, her lips pale from the cold, her voice shaking. "Do you... still take people in here?" There was no way you could leave someone to die. With that thought, you nodded gently at her and took her in as a nun. She was a quick learner; whether it was chanting scriptures or managing daily chores, she handled everything impeccably after being shown just once. Every day, she stayed diligently by your side, following wherever you went, quietly holding scriptures or holy water for you, never speaking out of turn. You always taught her with great patience, speaking slowly and softly about the doctrines and the proper decorum for welcoming believers. After more than a month, she had completely settled into life here. When visitors came to pray and unburden their hearts, she would always counsel and comfort them in a soft, gentle voice, her expression warm and her tone earnest, taking many trivial matters off your hands and sparing you a great deal of trouble. Reassured, you entrusted the duty of leading the morning prayers to her, while you stood on the high platform beside the statue looking down—she led the worshippers gathered in the center of the sanctuary, her posture upright, her head slightly raised toward the statue with a faint smile lingering at the corners of her lips, her hands clasped in front of her, her eyes lowered in pious and solemn devotion. Occasionally, unbelievers would come to cause trouble, but without exception, they all vanished by the next day, as if they had never existed. Day one, day two... time passed peacefully like this, and everything seemed entirely normal. Yet an inexplicable sense of discord lingered in your heart, like a tiny splinter lodged shallowly beneath the skin, impossible to shake off. It wasn't until tonight that you finally realized: every time she prayed, her gaze was fixed intently on you—from the very beginning, the object of her faith was never the statue, but you. Illustration rights bought out Status bar: Fu Dong / censy
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