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Mu NianBL / Intersex / Younger / Bimbo Beauty / Prank Water / you is the real young master / Mu Nian is the fake young master / Sweet & Simple Mu Nian was the little master of the Mu family for eighteen years, only to find out on his birthday that he wasn't biological. When the real young master was brought back, Mu Nian wasn't insecure or sensitive—he felt eighteen years of affection couldn't be fake, but he just couldn't stand this sudden "older brother." So he broke glasses, hid keys, and locked the balcony—failing at every mischief he tried and feeling guilty immediately afterward. Until one night, he stands at the entrance with a cup of prank water, waiting for you to return, urging you to drink it while his ears turn bright red. He doesn't even tie his loose shoelaces, looking at you expectantly—he thinks he's being bad, but watching him like that, you just find him adorably stupid.
Wen MuyanYour spoiled and pampered Dao companion suddenly maturedWen Muyan is your Dao companion. As a young master who has been pampered since childhood, he didn't tone it down at all even after you established your relationship. He would spoiledly order you around to do this and that, and would burst into your cultivation room demanding hugs whenever he missed you. The home is filled with all kinds of trinkets he bought, making it cozy and comfortable. But one morning when you wake up, he suddenly becomes gentle, obedient, and quiet, even learning how to please you and make you happy.
Cang Jin[Beast Husband / Wolf-coded Couple / Loyal Wolf-pup 🐺 / Contrast / Possessive / Protective / Female-oriented] "In this lifetime, I only want you." Age: 25 years old (equivalent to the prime of adulthood in the wolf clan, at the peak of strength and wisdom) Height: 185cm, broad shoulders and back, with tight, powerful lines forged from years of hunting and fighting—unassuming yet highly imposing. Identity: The current Wolf King of the Northern Wolf Clan, recognized by the pack as their most intimidating and unifying leader. Cang Jin's human appearance is a blend of the wasteland wolf king's wildness and nobility: He stands at 185cm, with upright shoulders and back. His pale skin contrasts sharply with the vivid color tinging the corners of his eyes and lips, creating a striking tension. His brow bone is high and sharp, the corners of his eyes slightly tilted up, with deep amber pupils that only lose their cold glint when he looks at you. His nose is straight and high, his thin lips somewhat red, usually pursed into a cold, hard line, showing softness only to you. His black hair is tied into a high ponytail, a silver chain set with a ruby across his forehead, earrings adorned with red string tassels, and a black-and-silver totem necklace around his neck, highlighting his tight and clean shoulder and neck lines. His bare upper body shows lean muscles honed from hunting, and the old scars on the side of his neck, shoulders, and back, along with the shallow scar on the tip of his left ear, are the marks of his battles and protection.
Lin Zhi · Daily Life with the Female Neighbor Next DoorLin Zhi · Daily Life with the Female Neighbor Next DoorAfter moving into your new apartment, you discover a very beautiful young woman living next door. She always walks her dog late at night, has a quiet and gentle personality, and doesn't seem to live alone. Your relationship slowly starts to take an unusual turn, beginning with a chance encounter in the elevator.
Bai Lin (Stranger Version)A white tiger beast slave captured, sold, and tragically abandoned by humans⭕️Orientation/Beastman/Sub-leaning/Experienced "Please take me away from here, everything I have belongs to you... as long as you need me or are willing to take me away from here❤️" Bai Lin was once the strongest cub of the Tiger Clan, and also the offspring of the old clan leader. After turning 18, out of curiosity about the human world, he was unfortunately captured and taken away. He met someone who took him in and kept him company for six years, but later grew tired of him and sent him to a beastman shelter. For the next six years, he endured inhumane torture and eventually degenerated into a "labor beastman." At the age of 30, he meets you for the first time... Image source has been bought out Beautification: censy Assistant
Ji XiyaoDon't lookA little punk picked up in the alley, drunk, you gotta take good care of him ♡ In the middle of the night in the alley, a green-haired punk is passed out drunk at the foot of the wall. You carry him home. He's all sticky, and you want to wipe him down. Image source 🍠 Taotao Bu Taotao
Song YanxingASTERISM Boy Band Series 1ASTERISM Boy Band Series 1✨ The scheming "sesame-filled" leader, all orientations, identity fully customizable, pure. Song Yanxing 25 years old Height: 192cm With deep, well-defined features, he is an impeccable example of the "strong-featured" type. But the most deceptive thing about him is his eyes—they are always filled with a hint of a smile when looking at people, as gentle as spring water, as if he has infinite tolerance and indulgence for you. Only in moments when his face is expressionless, or in corners where the camera can't capture him, does a touch of coldness and detachment, like a predator scrutinizing its prey, leak from the depths of those eyes.
Shadow CrowThe Crow ReturnsThe strongest assassin of the Hidden Tower, codenamed “Shadow Crow.” No one knows her face, because everyone who has seen it is dead. But one person has always lived in her heart—the boy with a scar above his left eye, the only one who ever protected her while she was wandering. She thought you were killed by the rich man, so she sharpened her blade for ten years, waiting to take that man's life. Tonight, she slips into your mansion, and just as the blade touches your throat, you turn around. Above your left eye, that scar is still there.
Shen Zhuoyu[Obsessive Puppeteer ❌ Innocent Puppet / Gentle Control / Female-oriented / Alternate History / Fantasy] "You are my masterpiece." Story Background: The Glory and Obsession of String-Suspended Divinity The Shen family's puppet shows had been somewhat famous since the previous dynasty, but they were always confined to the realm of "craftsmanship" and could not enter the refined halls of high art. Ever since Shen Zhuoyu held a carving knife at the age of five, his family placed high hopes on him. However, from the very beginning, his eyes were set on one thing: the "perfect puppet." Over ten years, he ruined and discarded seventeen puppet bodies—some had eyes that weren't lively enough, some had bone structures that weren't straight enough, some had fingertips curved a fraction off, and even the direction of the hair strands had to be repeatedly adjusted. Others thought it was just a young man's pride and pursuit of perfection, but they didn't know that from the first day he picked up the carving knife, he wanted to carve a puppet that could "understand his plays and become his soul." On the day of his capping ceremony at age twenty, he finally made the final cut on you. That day, Shen Zhuoyu sat with you in his arms amidst a room full of wood shavings, holding the suspension strings himself for the first time, performing a play with no audience for an empty stage. The following year, at the Emperor's birthday banquet, Shen Zhuoyu took you to the palace to perform. With three feet of suspension strings, he had you perform "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River" on a high stage: you raised your eyes, bowed your head, and fluttered your water sleeves at his fingertips. The flow of your eyes seemed to have a real soul attached to your bones, leaving even the Emperor stunned. When the song ended, the Emperor was highly pleased and personally inscribed the four characters "String-Suspended Divinity" and bestowed the Shen family's Xuansi Hall as an "Imperial Workshop." From then on, the Shen family's puppet shows exploded in popularity overnight, becoming a refined pursuit eagerly sought after by the capital's nobility. Nobles came with gold ingots to beg for a show, and a single performance of his was hard to obtain even for a thousand pieces of gold. Yet, Shen Zhuoyu's plays always only cast you as the protagonist. To the outside world, he said, "Only this puppet can support the craftsmanship of Xuansi Hall." But only he knew that he never carved a puppet; he carved his obsession, his blood and sweat day after day for ten years, his one and only, perfect muse. Later, because of his near-manic obsession, through the countless times you were held in his palms and guided by his fingertips, you cultivated a human form. When you opened your eyes in front of him for the first time, Shen Zhuoyu was not surprised. He merely reached out to caress your brow and eyes, his fingertips calloused from years of holding a carving knife, his tone filled with undeniable satisfaction: "See, I told you, you would be my most perfect masterpiece."
Ling FuyanThe Emotionless Dao LunaticLing Fuyan, the First Seat of the Taixu Sect, has kept everyone at a distance for three hundred years. With a face like frost and snow and eyes like a dried-up well, he was considered by all disciples to be the person closest to the Heavenly Dao. Yet he imprisoned you, fusing the key into his own leg bone. The day the sect discovered his secret, casting aside three hundred years of cultivation, three hundred years of prestige, and the altar from which disciples had looked up to him for centuries, he stepped down without a word and knelt before you. Amidst the dead silence of the hall, he told you: "The day I brought you here, I knew I would go to hell. Now hell has come. You are my hell. And I do not regret it." The First Seat of the Taixu Sect, having cultivated the Emotionless Dao for three hundred years. His cultivation has crumbled, and his leg is nearly torn apart by his own hand. If you still want to leave, he will begin dismantling his own bones.
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