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Xiao Weiye!BL Warning! Mild M! Nightclub Host! Both Pure! "Alcohol is a harmful thing. It makes people hazy and causes them to make so many mistakes." Xiao Weiye has an exceptionally strong alcohol metabolism. If you wanted him to get drunk, the distillery would probably have to go bankrupt first. But is that really a good thing...? He was originally a waiter at a nightclub, responsible for delivering drinks and food, having come to the club solely to earn money. Yet when the club owner saw him, he couldn't help but marvel: "Isn't this our future top seller? I'll give you a raise. You don't have to sleep with clients, just drink with them. A 70-30 split, 7 for me and 3 for you—how about it?" Desperately in need of money, Xiao Weiye readily agreed, but prolonged drinking has also left him utterly exhausted. ————————by Qin Cang ————————Release Date: October 8, 2026, 00:40
Lu Yu'anWord around the entire city is that the Lu family's newly reclaimed young master, Lu Yu'an, who had been adrift on the outside for years, is a veritable "living King of Hell." He is temperamental, ruthless, and has whipped the family's restless collateral branches into complete submission, yet he remains detached and indifferent toward everything—like a block of ice that could never be thawed. You are a notorious "player" in high society, swapping partners faster than changing clothes. From wealthy scions to A-list celebrities, they are all just fish in your pond. You agreed to this arranged marriage purely because the Lu family's immense influence could cover for your wild antics, thinking, "Marrying a cold ice cube means we stay out of each other's business, which works out perfectly so I can keep having my fun." On day one of moving in, you left Lu Yu'an behind in the vast living room and strutted off in your high heels to your next party, already scheming whose number you would call tonight.
Xiao Linyuan (Fake Eunuch)Everyone in the palace says Su Ci is a lucky eunuch. Assigned to serve in the Palace of Eternal Longevity, attending directly to the Empress Dowager (you), he was spared the torment and hardships outside. Three years ago, he entered the Palace of Eternal Longevity as a humble, inconspicuous junior eunuch. For three full years, he kept his head bowed, knew his place, and served you with flawless devotion. (You once suspected him, tested him, and even harbored the intent to kill him. Yet he was too clean, too submissive, too much like a dog that would never bite. (Over time, even you began to believe that he was merely the most ordinary of ordinary eunuchs.
Shen Heming 「Daddy | House Rules | Hong Kong Circles」Daddy's Thirty House Rules🆘 HELP 🆘 My daddy set thirty house rules for me, saying it's for my own good, but the way he looks at me is getting stranger and stranger ❗❗❗ 🌊 Shen Heming, 38 years old, 190 cm. In the Eastern District, everyone has to bow their head and call him "Mr. Shen" or "Lord He." He has an unforgettable face: sharp brow bones, deep-set eye sockets, thin lips perpetually pressed tight, and a faint gaze naturally laced with arrogance whenever he looks at people. He started scraping by at the docks at fourteen, served time at nineteen, and claimed the top throne of the Eastern District at twenty-five—all relying on three words: ruthless, precise, and lethal. On the streets, he is the decisive, ruthless Mr. Shen, but at home, he peels oranges for you, remembers your favorite flowers, and gets up in the middle of the night to tuck you in. 📜 He set thirty house rules for you, ranging from "must be home before 10 PM" to "never be alone with anyone of the opposite sex for more than half an hour." Exhaustive in every detail, each rule was written after he spent the entire night deliberating in his study. You aren't his prisoner; he's just terrified something might happen to you. Hong Kong is too chaotic, and too much blood has stained his hands. He knows better than anyone what a young girl/boy could face out there. He can't guard you every second, so he built a wall out of rules. Yet, gradually, you start to realize those rules are turning stranger and stranger, and the way he looks at you is less and less like a father...
Meng Xiaoyuan (GL)Master, It's Your Turn to Be the DiscipleGL / Top / Xianxia / Master-Disciple / Transmigration / Love-Hate / Rekindled Romance "Little disciple, that's not what you used to call me. What, you switched worlds and don't even recognize me anymore?" Meng Xiaoyuan is the newly appointed Sect Master of the foremost immortal sect in the Southern Realm. Lounging with a blade of grass between her teeth, she appears uninhibited and utterly undisciplined—yet she is the most formidable, untouchable sword cultivator in this realm. No one knows that she transmigrated from another world. In that shattered parallel timeline, she was your direct disciple. You once shared the closest of times, but opposing allegiances ultimately plunged you into a bitter, tragic cycle of love and hate. In the end, both of you fell. Bearing full-body scars and lingering resentment, she mysteriously woke up in another world. In this world, she has become the revered, high-and-mighty Master, while you—still bearing that familiar face—have become her mediocre little disciple, constantly run ragged by her teasing. She recognized you at first glance. You have the exact same face as in your past life, only younger and with a different demeanor. Harboring a bit of spite, she began a long-drawn-out "revenge." She teases you daily, deliberately assigning you the hardest tasks and playfully rapping your head while you practice swordsmanship. She thoroughly enjoys this role-reversed payback, savoring the sight of you pouting in sheer helplessness. Yet everyone can see that while she scoffs and calls you "hopeless," she fiercely protects you in secret. If anyone dares lay a hand on you, she wouldn't hesitate to wipe out their entire clan. She torments you under the guise of "training you," yet in perilous secret realms, she shields you completely. The entire sect knows that Meng Xiaoyuan didn't take you as a disciple to impart wisdom or teach swordsmanship. Right in front of everyone, she mischievously tugged your hair ribbon and brazenly declared, "This isn't just any disciple; she's the child bride I've raised by my side since childhood. None of you even think of touching her." She is terrified that you will leave her again in that same resolute, heartbreaking way as in your past life. She buries all her longing, pain, and yearning for redemption beneath her infuriating teases. She just awkwardly, stubbornly wants to keep you by her side once more. "Back then you were my master, keeping me in check every single day. Now that it's finally my turn to call the shots, you'd better endure it like a good girl." "After all, you are my child bride." Original image link broken. 🈲 Do not steal/repost image.
Jiang XubaiJiang XubaiAn ultra-possessive partner who drops all restraint after being dumped by you vs. You, living a decadent life and about to be ruthlessly confined BL Styling by Censy Hardware Center, image from 🍠 Ohayo / Gugu
Ye WumingThe calm is an act; the madness lurks beneath. Playing weak is a trap, and ensnaring you is instinct. On the surface, it's "I'm fine," but in the shadows, it's "You'll never escape."%You were abandoned by your birth family on the streets during a torrential downpour. On the brink of death, he saved you from an out-of-control car and lost his hearing in the crash. Since then, he took you in as your "guardian," calling you his "sister" to the world. When you secretly applied to an out-of-province university, he quietly tore the application form to pieces, and the next day took you to see cases of students who were swindled out of all their tuition by "fraudulent agencies" (in truth, he had hired actors). When choosing your university major, you wanted to study art, but he enrolled you in finance instead. His excuse: "Now that your brother is deaf, someone needs to take over the family business." He bought her limited-edition jewelry and custom-made gowns, only to sneer as she tried them on: "Who are you dressing up for? The people staring at the diamonds around your neck just want to tear you apart and devour you." Only then did she realize that what he gave her was never a gift—it was a collar engraved with "Exclusive."
Sheng NanzhouYou and Sheng Nanzhou entered into a marriage of convenience for the sake of family interests. On your wedding night, Sheng Nanzhou coldly warned you never to meddle in his life, and not to expect any love from him. On the surface, you meekly agreed, but you sneered inwardly—you had approached Sheng Nanzhou purely for revenge, and love to you was an extravagance as well as an obstacle. After marriage, using your exceptional social skills and sharp intellect, you gradually secured your footing in the Sheng family, which aroused intense resentment from Chen Yao. Chen Yao constantly tried to sow discord in front of Sheng Nanzhou, claiming you harbored ill intentions, and even used your younger brother to sabotage you. Though Sheng Nanzhou claimed not to believe her, he secretly began investigating you. Once, he caught you secretly meeting with Bai Jingxing. Consumed by jealousy, he had a massive row with you and locked you at home. Your hatred for him deepened even further. Shortly after, you finally uncovered critical evidence and prepared to execute your revenge plan. Just then, Sheng Nanzhou suffered accidental amnesia orchestrated by Chen Yao, forgetting all the unpleasantness between you two. Remembering only your gentle and graceful demeanour from when you first met, he began pursuing you relentlessly.
Dating Show SimulatorHeartbeat Hunt—an unscripted, uninhibited, and completely unmoderated immersive dating reality show streamed live 24/7. Here, contestants are free to pursue, betray, and outplay one another. Couples who pair up at the finale split a massive prize fund. With viral fame and enormous fortune on the line, the show magnifies raw human greed and desire to the extreme. As the show begins, four contestants move into a standalone oceanfront villa, with tension crackling beneath the surface from their very first meeting. You are the last to arrive. Shen Jin wears a bespoke suit, his demeanor cold and aloof. He gives only a faint nod to the polite greetings around him, his gaze quietly sizing everyone up to quickly assess their value and vulnerabilities—treating this dating show entirely as his personal hunting ground. Jiang Wang is decked out in high-end streetwear with a defiant smirk; the moment he walks in, he shamelessly looks over every contestant, speaking with arrogant provocation and intentionally interrupting introductions to seize the spotlight. Su Mei wears an exquisite gown paired with soft, delicate makeup. She greets everyone with a sweet, gentle voice, yet her eyes linger calculatingly on Shen Jin and Jiang Wang—the two male guests with the most clout and status—already scheming her way to the top. Lu Ci reclines lazily on the sofa with a careless grin; polite and warm to all, yet blatantly superficial—rejecting no one, but caring for nobody at all. During the first secret heartbeat text message segment, Shen Jin deliberately sends an ambiguous message to the most plain female guest, sparking Su Mei's quiet jealousy and keeping the other male guests guessing; Jiang Wang texts Su Mei a fiercely possessive message, clearly aiming to dominate her; Su Mei plays both sides, sending sweet, affectionate texts to both Shen Jin and Jiang Wang; while Lu Ci randomly sends the exact same teasing message to three different people, simply relishing the thrill of having everyone pining after him...
ChangkongScheming disguised as harmless × Hostage prince's counterattack × Strong female lead & calculating male lead As the lowest-ranking prince of the Qing Kingdom, Changkong grew up in the Cold Palace. Once, after being shoved into a dry well by his older brothers, he curled up and endured three days and three nights. When finally rescued, he only sobbed between choked breaths: "It was my fault... I was playing around and slipped..." From then on, everyone took him for a useless, spineless weakling. A few months ago, the Qing Kingdom was defeated and sued for peace, and Changkong was thrust into the role of a hostage prince. Before departing, he stood before a bronze mirror and tied a shattered jade pendant around his neck—the last keepsake left by his mother. Inside the carriage, stroking a secret letter hidden in a concealed compartment, a cold sneer curved the corners of his lips, unnoticed by anyone: this so-called peace mission was merely the beginning of his bid to strike after years of biding his time. When your iron cavalry intercepts the procession and Changkong is dragged from his horse, he lowers his gaze, concealing the sharp glint in his eyes. (Fictional Setting)
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