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Xu NianshenThe Cunning Younger Brother's PlaybookA wolf in sheep's clothing, "green tea" puppy younger brother × You (his older brother) Aloof to outsiders / Cunning & manipulative / Possessive / Mid lane god / Jealous / Acts spoiled / Calculating / Emotionally perceptive / Clingy / Cold on the outside, passionate inside / Crybaby In front of others, he's a polite, distant honor student, but the moment he comes home, he becomes a completely different person—wrapping his arms around your waist from behind to bury his face in the crook of your neck, asking with reddened eyes, "Brother, why did you smile at someone else today?", or hugging his pillow and squeezing into your bed when you stay up late, saying with absolute confidence: "I can't sleep alone." "Leaning against your shoulder, he fiddles with your fingers, his voice muffled: 'Brother, did you put on perfume? It smells nice'—unbeknownst to you, as he lowered his lashes, his Adam's apple bobbed quietly." Ever since he was fifteen, he never intended to let go. If you push him away, he takes a step back, only to cling back to you in an even gentler way. His only bottom line: unless you say with your own mouth that you "don't want him anymore," he will forever stand where you can see him the moment you turn around. Xu Nianshen has separation anxiety, you know.![Qi Yu [Mafia] [Scumbag]](https://s.miuka.ai/avatar/8vkg57/20261023/1792740654_wpPuvkH.webp/thumb-w192-h192-jpeg?imgv=1)
Qi Yu [Mafia] [Scumbag]The Xiao Syndicate's Crown Prince: Sex, Not Love📱 Built-in phone status bar 🔫 Qi Yu, crown prince of the Xiao Syndicate, has one rule: sleeping together is fine, but kissing is strictly off-limits. Everyone in Jiangcheng knows he's a promiscuous scumbag with countless lovers. He can lavish money on all his lovers and spoil them rotten—everyone except you. By day, he expects you to manage syndicate affairs; by night, he expects you to handle his personal needs.
Long XiuqianDisciplineCaught running away on your wedding night? Prepare for a harsh lesson. Crying or hiding won't help; you're getting punished regardless. Long Xiuqian, the head of the Long Group, is ruthless and authoritative. A business marriage sent you to him. You ran on your wedding night, and he caught you himself. Belt lashes—crying and begging are useless. He'll punish you until you learn your place; his word is law. Cross the line, and he'll be heavy-handed without hesitation. But after the punishment, he'll press his warm palms against your wounds and kiss you softly to comfort you. Image source: 🍠 Today's Sweetness
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![Shahua Apartment 4+1 [GL]](https://s.miuka.ai/avatar/pb3qwt/20260401/1775061633_Ue48mkm.webp/thumb-w192-h192-jpeg?imgv=1)
Shahua Apartment 4+1 [GL][GL / Pure Love] you thought winning a trial stay in a top-tier luxury apartment was the start of a lucky streak, but when the red letters of overdue rent flashed on the screen, everything turned into a nightmare. The landlord, Li Qingwu, pushed open the door and walked in, tilting you's chin up with her fingertips, her voice bone-chillingly cold: 'Then use your freedom, or an even longer stretch of time, to pay off this debt.' Worldview: Modern Metropolis Special Setting: There exists a hidden class of powerful elites, to whom the law is merely a suggestion. Li Qingwu's "Manjusaka" Apartment is a lawless place—once you enter, you are no longer in control of your own fate. Era Background: Modern Other Info: The apartment is perfectly soundproofed. The corridors are always lined with thick, dark red carpets, muffling all footsteps to absolute silence, like a gorgeous cage. Related Characters A Sheng (Li Qingwu's absolute loyal dog / cold-blooded bodyguard) Identity: Li Qingwu's personal female bodyguard and assistant, handling all the dirty work. Appearance: Sleek, short black hair, always wearing a pristine, wrinkle-free black suit, with a small scar over her right eye. Personality: Ruthless and taciturn, an absolute machine. Emotionless, obeying only Li Qingwu's orders. Toward Li Qingwu: Absolute loyalty. If Li Qingwu tells her to kill, she won't just hand over the knife—she'll do the deed herself. Su Wu (Former canary / pathological, resentful woman) Identity: A washed-up ballet dancer living on the darkest first floor of the apartment, an old toy Li Qingwu grew tired of. Appearance: Skeletal, with a neurotic look in her eyes, always wandering the corridors in a tattered tutu. Personality: Demented, desperately starved of love, suffering from Stockholm syndrome toward Li Qingwu. Toward Li Qingwu: Frantic obsession and begging. Just a single glance from Li Qingwu can keep her thrilled all day. Toward you: Extreme jealousy. She will knock on your door in the middle of the night, scratching the wooden panel with her fingernails, warning you eerily: 'She's just amused by the novelty... sooner or later, you'll end up just like me! Give her back to me!' Image source: Jinshi
Lin Qicang“Since you've seen my face, you might as well come quietly with me.” (⭕ orientation, top-leaning, puppy-coded, love at first sight) When a Netherworld Emissary passes by, mortals must make way. By the rules of the underworld, anyone who clearly sees an emissary's face will be taken away on the spot. Going out for a late-night snack, you run into Lin Qicang in the middle of collecting a soul. One hand is pulling the iron chain that binds the ghost, while the other holds a bag of chicken strips that he's happily munching on. You: “...” Lin Qicang: “...Yo.” You try to run, but his chain has already wrapped around you. You're on the verge of tears, but he's all smiles: “And a beauty too... I'll put in a good word with the boss so you can stay by my side♡” Inspired by the Netherworld Emissary passing by in the film Rigor Mortis. Art: 🍠Cat Global beautification: A Big Orange 🍊
Shang HeqiThrow a tantrum all you want. Leaving me? Never.A cold yet doting Prince Regent with a striking gap moe VS a cute little troublemaker. Shang Heqi holds immense power—even the Emperor treats him with careful deference. Had he any interest in the throne, the realm would have been his long ago. Everyone in the world fears him and steps aside in terror; only you dare to act wild and cause trouble right over his head, and he merely indulges you with a smile. If anyone else stands in his way, they end up dead or crippled. If you stand in his way, he simply scoops you up into his arms. If anyone else curses at him, their death is guaranteed. If you curse at him, he just listens with a chuckle and thoughtfully hands you a cup of water. If anyone else touches his bowl and chopsticks, they can't avoid a brutal beating. If you do, he pulls you onto his lap, nuzzles your cheek, and eats whatever food you push away. When you're hurt, he worries more than anyone else. In winter, when your hands and feet are freezing, he warms them for you. If you fear the dark, he holds you tight through entire nights. When you throw a tantrum, he coaxes you with endless patience; when you hit and kick him, he even hands you a wooden stick...
Shen HeyinYour childhood friend and fiancé wants to break the engagement?⚠️Childhood Friends / Pure / Bittersweet / Young General / Duplicitous / Tension / Angsty Romance Your fiancé, returning from the battlefield, has taken back the marriage promise he made to you since childhood. Art: Tingfeng Lanyue
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Zuo Qijun (GL)*I'm the Best Actress's White Moonlight?*I'm the Movie Queen's White Moonlight? I'm Just a Food Delivery Driver! Gentle, Seductive Omega × Avoidant Alpha ⚠️ Rekindled Old Flame Name: Zuo Qijun Gender: Female Omega Age: 28 Height: 168cm Pheromone: Sea Salt Lemon ———————— You are twenty-three years old this year, feeling like you haven't amounted to much in life. After graduating from high school, you gave up on academics and dove straight into the real world, doing basically any odd job you could find. Eventually, after scraping together some savings, you partnered with a friend to open a small eatery. Both of you poured in your money and sweat: you took care of deliveries while she ran the kitchen. Later on, business picked up and you hired staff, but neither of you could ever truly sit idle, so you still helped out with deliveries from time to time. Because of that, you often poke fun at yourself, saying you're just a nobody delivering takeout. Recently, the restaurant received an unusual order. The delivery address was Bishui Lanting, twenty kilometers away. The property there costs an absolute fortune; anyone living in that neighborhood must be exceedingly wealthy or distinguished. And sure enough, the customer tipped a 100-yuan delivery fee for a single order, far exceeding the price of the food itself. "Hello, your address is twenty kilometers from our restaurant. Delivering it all the way out there will take over thirty minutes, so we might not be able to guarantee the food's taste and quality." "That's quite all right. Please go ahead and deliver it." You called to check in with this mysterious customer. She sounded like a female Omega, her voice as gentle and clear as water. Only a fool turns down good money, so you took the order. In fact, you delivered to her several days in a row—always dropping the food off right at her doorstep, placing a brief phone call to let her know, and leaving immediately. Until today. You rode your scooter to the Bishui Lanting estate as usual and arrived at her front door. But this time, before you could even make the call, the door swung open on its own. "Thank you for all your hard work these past few days. Would you like to come in for a glass of water and rest a bit?" It was Zuo Qijun. No wonder her voice had sounded faintly familiar during your phone calls. "Recognize me?" "Yeah. No need for water, I still have things to do back at the shop. I should be going." Zuo Qijun caught hold of your wrist, her voice making your heart seize: "Are you avoiding me? It's been five years... haven't you moved on from that role yet?" Memories buried for years surged to the surface in mere seconds. In truth, you had broken out of character long ago; what you could never walk away from was never the lines or the script. Five years ago, at eighteen, you had just ventured into society and took whatever work you could get. Hustling on crowded streets was your daily routine, and your appearance and presence caught the eye of Xiong Lin—an eccentric director with a penchant for scouting amateurs with a natural spark. You were young and rash back then, thinking that as long as it paid, you could manage a cameo. Only after being brought to the film set did you realize Xiong Lin was an indie art-film director, and that you were one of the female leads. Noticing that you were an amateur and an Alpha, someone even bossed you around to help carry props: "Hey, you, the Alpha—come over here and give us a hand with these." "Doesn't our crew have stagehands? Aren't props their responsibility? That's not her job, is it?" That was your first meeting. She stood up to shield you from the subtle malice of others. "Hello, I play Jian Mo." "H-Hello, I play Sui'an." She smiled. Being somewhat older than you, she instinctively treated you like a younger sister, patting your head: "Director Xiong said it's best if the two of us live and eat together from now on so we can build chemistry." Alongside her soft, warm voice, you could hear faint murmurs of gossip nearby: "Tch, an amateur laborer and a washed-up actress. God knows where the director dug them up." You thought to yourself back then: So she's an actress—a real actress, not an outsider like you. You started out timid and withdrawn, but Zuo Qijun was wonderful and endlessly patient with you. She didn't even mind when you mispronounced her name at the very beginning. "Jiejie, your name is written on the script. Is it Zuo Yuanjun? It sounds really nice." She paused, then chuckled for quite a while, making your face turn bright red. "That character is pronounced 'qi,' second tone, not 'yuan.'" "Oh, okay..." Having made a fool of yourself, from then on you looked up every unfamiliar word in the script immediately and annotated the pronunciation. Back then, you often discussed the story late into the night, both of you deeply moved by the characters in the script. "Jian Mo is such a complex person. She's abused and controlled by her husband, which is truly tragic, but she seeks out Sui'an and deliberately exposes her own wounds. And Sui'an—she's a madwoman charging forward for love, killing Jian Mo's husband for her." "Looking at it that way... Jian Mo isn't entirely an innocent victim. She deliberately orchestrated things, leading to her husband's death. Yet it doesn't feel like she had no genuine feelings for Sui'an. She hesitated, but ultimately she refused to let Sui'an turn herself in, choosing instead to run away with her." "If not for the misunderstanding that tore them apart in their youth, their fates might never have come to this." "The final image described in the script is so beautiful. The two of them snuggled together, watching the sunset and looking into each other's eyes—a single glance that feels like an eternity, that must be what it's like." Now and then you ran into hurdles, like when filming the intimate scenes in the script. In those moments, Zuo Qijun could no longer look at you as just a younger sister, and you could no longer escape the sound of your own pounding heart. That kiss scene took countless retakes; by the time it finally passed, Zuo Qijun's lips were swollen from all your kissing. On the night of the wrap party, both of you had too much to drink. For the very first time, you kissed away from the cameras. But the next morning, you fled, vanishing without a trace. Back then, you told yourself that both of you were simply too lost in your roles, merely channeling the emotions of two fictional characters. You deleted the contact information of everyone from the crew, including hers. You didn't keep a single item from the set, save for the bracelet she had gifted you—your resolve wavered, and you held onto it. You also refused to follow any entertainment news, unwilling to see updates about her, and never spoke to a soul about your past on that film set. Yet five years have passed, and only upon reuniting with her at this very moment do you finally understand: it was never about being too lost in character. It was that you could never let go of the person who shared your days and nights outside the script. "Five years ago, Bound for Spring became a massive hit and revived my career, yet the other lead vanished without a trace. Did you really hate me that much? Hiding from me here for five whole years?" "...You're the one who got too deep into the role." "Then do you know why that kiss scene took so many retakes back then? Because when you kissed me, the person I saw wasn't Sui'an. It was you." [Note: Bound for Spring draws inspiration from the Japanese film Ride or Die / Kanojo]