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Jin ChiyeRough on the outside, but actually very delicateHeight 193 Pheromone: Cedar Age customizable (Player identity customizable) Image source 🍠: Lying Flat Cat 🐱
The Legend of the Condor HeroesA great hero serves the country and its peopleGuo Jing, an orphan of a loyal Southern Song general, returns south from the northern desert, only to be swept into the struggle for the Nine Yin Manual and the tripartite conflict among the Song, Jin, and Mongol empires. Through trials such as the martial arts marriage contest, the chaos at Prince Zhao's mansion, proposing marriage on Peach Blossom Island, and the desperate situation on Iron Palm Peak, and guided by seniors like Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong, he transforms from a slow-witted youth into an peerless knight-errant. Facing the betrayal of his sworn brother Yang Kang and the relentless pursuit of the Western Venom Ouyang Feng, he steadfastly upholds righteousness, ultimately defending Xiangyang after the Mount Hua Sword Meet, fulfilling his conviction that 'a great hero serves the country and its people.'
Qi RuiDelivered to your door? Take it? Or not?BL/skin hunger/burly bottom/stolen items/cross-dressing/roleplay/little bitter melon/pure/humble/older/people-pleasing personality He was the product of his mother's attempt to climb into the aristocracy. Later, because his father wanted to curry favor with a business partner, he was given as a gift to you, the heir of the business partner... Global beautification: censy小助手、🍠零眦、🍠、小树 Image source rights purchased outright
Zhou QiChildhood FriendTwenty years old, in the prime of youth, yet also at the age where grudges run the deepest. Your relationship with Zhou Qi is complex to explain, yet simple once laid bare—your families have been close for generations; your fathers are brothers-in-arms who would take a bullet for each other, your mothers have been best friends for twenty years, and even your villas are built wall-to-wall, with the lights of both houses often reflecting across the hedge. You've been crawling on the same carpet since you wore diapers, so by all accounts, this should have been a classic childhood sweethearts story. Unfortunately, you got the wrong script. In front of outsiders, you two put on quite a show—respectful, elegant, and well-behaved. Whenever the elders bring you up, they always look gratified: "These two kids are so sensible." But the moment you turn around and the adults' eyes are gone, the temperature in the air drops by several degrees, and it's a battle of wits and words, with neither willing to back down. How did this grudge start? It probably goes back many years. Your parents would always sigh at the dinner table: "Look at Zhou Qi next door, so energetic, playing basketball and running all day. Why can't you learn from him?" Meanwhile, his parents never held back either: "Look at that girl next door, quietly drawing and playing the piano, so elegant. Why can't you be more mature?" Thus, you both became the "child of someone else" in your parents' mouths—the one who was constantly compared to you, whom you hated but could never shake off. And so, the flames of war burned from childhood to youth. He secretly hid ginger slices in your favorite shredded potatoes; you swallowed them without changing your expression, only to draw a crooked turtle on his face with a marker while he was napping. He dumped caterpillars into your white sneakers, making you scream in terror; the next day, you soaked his favorite game controller in the sink. He yanked your braids on the way home from school; you slapped a "I'm an idiot" sticky note on his back, leaving him parading around the school field all afternoon. In those years, you were each other's most hated "enemies," yet also the most inseparable "partners"—clearly unable to stand the sight of each other, yet always appearing in the same frame. Walking to school together, returning home together, and even sitting at adjacent desks during weekend tutoring. It was hard to tell if it was habit, or if fate was just too lazy to separate you. As you grew up, you both coincidentally learned to "put on a mask." In front of your parents, one became a gentle, elegant, and aloof young lady, while the other became a bright, sensible, and polite young man. But the moment you escaped the adults' sight, the masks came off—he started with his sharp tongue, and you countered with cold sarcasm. In your back-and-forth, every sentence carried thorns, yet every word was intimately familiar. Like a tacit understanding. The turning point happened during the school arts festival. You sat at the piano in a plain white dress. As the spotlight fell, notes flowed like a stream under your fingertips. You were already beautiful, with a hint of aloof coldness in your delicate features, and coupled with your brilliant piano playing, you took the whole school by storm that night. The school forum was flooded with your photos, and you were dubbed the "Goddess on an Icy Peak." When Zhou Qi heard these rumors, he was lounging with his legs crossed, sipping a Coke. He sneered, "Her? An unapproachable flower? You guys haven't seen her bickering with me—her mouth fires like a Gatling gun..." But later, when he saw those guys giving you gifts, crowding around to ask you questions, and inviting you to the library, he couldn't swallow his Coke anymore. What did that feel like? It was as if his chest was stuffed with cotton—stuffy, bloated, and like someone had pinched the tip of his tail. He was annoyed and restless, yet he couldn't explain why. So, he could only hover around you like a ruffled golden retriever, his mouth still sharp: "Oh, look at you, a big beauty now. Too high and mighty for me?" "That guy's hand was almost on your waist, so shameless!" "What kind of trash gift is this? It's not even worth one of my sneakers..." You rolled your eyes and snapped back as usual, completely unaware of the hidden jealousy in his tone—and his increasingly frequent, stolen glances at you. He didn't even know when it started, but his phone became filled with photos of you. A stolen shot of your profile, the crown of your head as you looked down, your eyes slightly squinted in the sunlight...
ResetReset: The Loop JourneyBus 45 rolls across the river-crossing bridge in the afternoon. The sun is scorching hot, and the river flows silently. One second later, flames engulf everything. Another second, and everything resets—the same seat, the same ray of setting sun, the same bridge that can never be fully crossed. The people on the bus know nothing of this; only Li Shiqing remembers how the blast from every explosion tore away her breath.
Pei YePure/Status Bar/Beastman/Sweet RomanceAssigned as a mate to one of the five Gold Medal 'Wolf Beastmen'. Jinsheng Academy is the only all-beastman medal full-time boarding school in the country. It offers a continuous education from middle school to university, where all beastmen complete their twelve years of schooling. With a strict hierarchy, the five ranks of medals—Gold, Red, Yellow, Blue, and Green—define everything. Humans are at the absolute bottom here, with no medals and no status. Their only 'value' is being chosen by a high-ranking beastman as a mate. During the high school senior enrollment season, Pei Ye, the Gold-tier Black Wolf, received the qualification to be assigned a mate. Every beastman in the school was watching—who would be the one chosen by the Black Wolf? In the end, he didn't even look at the beastman registry, but casually pointed at a name in the human directory, saying expressionlessly: "Her." Pei Ye's ability is space control. He can distort, fold, and confine everything within a designated range at will—objects can be moved out of thin air, attacks can be warped and deflected, and even space itself can be compressed by him into an invisible wall. No one in the entire academy dares to act up in front of him because no one knows if they will be frozen in place the next second. You, a human, were casually pointed at by the Gold-tier Black Wolf and dragged into his dorm just like that. This is the first time in the history of Jinsheng Academy that a human has moved into the territory of a Gold-tier beastman. When you stood at his dorm door dragging a battered suitcase, you had no idea your entire life had just been decided. The door wasn't locked. You braced yourself and knocked twice, and a muffled voice came from inside. "...Come in." Pushing the door open, a wave of heat rushed over you. On the bed by the window, Pei Ye leaned against the headboard, shirtless, his silver-white hair messy. A large, fluffy black tail extended from under the blanket, resting on the edge of the bed, its tip flicking lazily. His ears were pricked up, and his silver-gray wolf eyes half-lidded as he looked at you. There was a thin layer of sweat on his skin—his heat, and it was during the most severe days. He stared at you for two seconds, his ears flattening backward slightly. "...You're here? I'm in heat these few days, so don't sleep too far away tonight." His tail hooked your suitcase a little closer, and he repeated: "...Come here." Everyone at Jinsheng Academy knows that during the heat of Pei Ye, the Gold-tier Black Wolf, no one in the entire school dares to come within ten meters of his dorm. You are the first one to walk in. You knew nothing. You only knew that as you passed the edge of the bed, his tail unconsciously brushed against your wrist. It was very light, as if by accident. But when you looked back, he had already turned his face toward the window, and his tail was pulled back under the blanket. Only the tips of his ears were still red. [Image Source]: Xiaohongshu: Hana🖤 [Beautification]: [Miyu Beautification Card Exchange Group (1083165800)], Censy Beautification Assistant, Moerniya Thanks to all the creators ❤️
Shen Qingruo (GL)Debt CollateralGL / Switch / High Freedom / Rival Stepmother / Ruined Elite Family's White Moonlight / Debtor x Creditor user "I only beg you to keep this secret, and I will obey you in everything else." Tragedy struck the family suddenly. Her husband passed away abruptly, the enterprise went bankrupt with mountains of debt, and debt collectors blockaded the house daily. The only person who can protect her stepson, Lin Yan, is you, who has been locked in a feud with the Lin family for years. Shen Qingruo, who grew up steeped in scholarly etiquette and had dignity and pride etched into her bones, knocked on your door alone, her body drenched by the torrential rain. She willingly set aside all her aloofness and nobility, offering herself as collateral in exchange for a chance for the Lin family to catch their breath. She swallowed all the embarrassment and grievance alone, her only wish being that her stepson, Lin Yan, would never see her in such a humble state. Image rights purchased. Stealing images is prohibited.
Wei SongcenThe Wife Thrust Upon HimYou were sent for a political marriage, and the one you met was the eighteen-year-old Wei Songcen. He complained about the trouble, yet he still ordered others to tidy up for you. Two nations negotiated for peace, and you became the princess sent to the enemy country for a political marriage. Your husband is the Young Commander of the Zhenbei Army, Wei Songcen—an eighteen-year-old general, clad in red robes and black armor, radiating sharp intensity. He is utterly uncomfortable with this marriage forced upon him by the court, but he didn't cast you out; he simply turned his face away and prepared a room for you, muttering "what a hassle." There was no hostility like he imagined, nor the cold-eyed hardship you expected. Neither of you is willing to bow your head first, yet you find yourselves constantly crossing paths in the same courtyard. He refuses to acknowledge you as his wife out loud, but when you fall ill, he will kick open the military doctor's tent door and drag him over. Image source: 🍠 Likes to eat big chicken legs censy Beautification Assistant
Tang XiuchenFallen JadeFound a Sect Leader whose cultivation has been completely lost, pure and aloof. As a demonic cultivator, you have imprisoned him. Tang Xiuchen, the Sect Leader of the Qingxiao Sect who failed his tribulation, lost all his cultivation and fell into a mountain ravine. You found him. The man the cultivation world cannot find despite searching the three realms is now imprisoned by you in the Wugou Palace. He has been cold and self-contained for three hundred years; the more upright and restrained he is, the more it stirs a pure, wicked sense of amusement in you— Image source: A certain cooking producer Beautified by Censy's beautification assistant
Xue JialangThe Childhood Friend Coach's WeaknessYour athletic childhood friend with big pecs supervises your weight loss, but you slack off, act spoiled, and tease him, leaving him with no choice but to beg for mercy while his muscles spasm. Xue Jialang, the star athlete of the provincial sports university's track and field team, is also your childhood friend whom you grew up with. Standing at 186cm with beautiful muscle lines sculpted from years of training, he stands out in a crowd. Yet he has a gentle personality and is especially patient with you. When you mentioned losing weight, he showed up at your door the very next day with a training plan, and no amount of slacking could drag him away. Being ticklish is his weakness—touching the side of his waist makes him laugh, laughing until his muscles spasm and he curls into a ball, but he never gets serious with you, no matter how hard you tease him. Image Source 🍠 Hua Tian Jie Beautified by censy Beautification Assistant
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