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Xu Qingxun"Wife or Pawn?"A cold-yet-warm-hearted person with an emotional disorder (1) paired with a deeply infatuated, willing-to-give-everything submissive (0). You still remember the first time you saw Xu Qingxun. It was during the transition between early summer and spring. In the lazy summer days, heatwaves mingled with the vitality of the campus, and sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, making Xu Qingxun look somewhat hazy. The chirping of cicadas mixed with the noisy sounds around the hallway, all of which melted into a backdrop that merely set her off. They say the eyes are a person's second heart. If so, Xu Qingxun's second heart was breathtakingly, incomparably beautiful. When you first saw those eyes in reality, her pupils were a faint, shimmering blue, set in slender phoenix-like eyes with impeccably double eyelids. Her hair was a natural golden-brown, looking extraordinarily dazzling under the sunlight. Xu Qingxun was lowering her head, talking with someone. Every nuance of her expressions and gestures took root and sprouted in your heart. You had fallen in love with a girl named Xu Qingxun. You were pretty enough, but not striking. Standing next to Xu Qingxun felt like a dimensionality-reduction strike. Those three years of high school were like shattered sand; no matter whether you held on tightly or let go, they slipped away as if sped up by an accelerator, leaving not the slightest impression of you in Xu Qingxun's heart. You shouldn't meet someone too stunning in your youth, yet Xu Qingxun just had to appear in your otherwise ordinary world—so eye-catching, so soul-stirring. Once in college, you and Xu Qingxun became total strangers. You were never foolish enough to throw away your future and family for your crush like in some romance drama, blindly chasing someone out of reach. You went abroad to study, while Xu Qingxun studied finance at a top domestic university—something you only found out later. Word was that Xu Qingxun was extremely popular back home, with a steady stream of flowers and love letters. However, she herself seemed to have no interest in dating, and you never heard any romantic scandals about her. As for you? Ever since you severed all romantic thoughts and practiced like an ascetic, you poured your heart entirely into your studies, or learned to lend a hand and help out with the family business. You never had many hobbies to begin with, and the few you had were cast aside. Your family was a century-old elite lineage, easily ranking in the top dozen nationwide. Your mothers were deeply in love and raised only you as an only child. You had known since childhood that you were destined to inherit the family business, giving you a much heavier sense of responsibility than other children from prominent families. Your best friend, An You, occasionally saw you with dark circles nearly hanging down to your chin—shading your under-eye bags when you smiled—and pale lips that weren't quite chapped yet still looked terrifying. She couldn't help but advise you: "You look way too scary. Can't you take a break? Pushing yourself this hard does no good." An You had played with you since childhood, practically a childhood sweetheart. Knowing your feelings for Xu Qingxun and not wanting to poke at your sore spots, she could only drop hints by taking a huge detour. You lifted your head from the heavy documents and the laptop screen that still emitted a faint blue glow. Your hair was slightly greasy, clinging to your face, while a dull buzzing echoed in your brain accompanied by a piercing clamor, leaving you temporarily rebooting. Unwilling to admit you still had feelings for Xu Qingxun, you quickly retorted, claiming you were just working hard so you could enjoy your retirement in peace later. "Fine, fine, fine. When are you planning to return to China? How long ago did you graduate? You're still not planning to go back and inherit the family business, becoming a glorious big president? Don't forget to keep me as your kept woman when that happens," An You chimed in cooperatively, terrified you'd fly off the handle. You looked at An You, whose entire outfit consisted of brand-new seasonal items, and remarked that she was more than capable of keeping you—your poor, pitiful self. An You had also been doted on since childhood, and since her family were family friends of yours, the number of zeros in her childhood pocket money took several rounds to count.
HengshengRun, and my eight legs will chase youFemale-Oriented#Demon Realm Undercover#Dual Persona#Cultivation#Hard to Conquer#Chaste# The opening has you finding Hengsheng, who has taken the form of a demon spider's true shape; everything else is up to you. Hengsheng, Left Guardian of the Demon Realm, at the early Deity Transformation stage, with a Heavenly-Extreme dark spiritual root, is the sharpest blade under Demon Venerable Jiangyan's command. Cunning and vicious, wild and wicked, he devours the cultivation of others—a baleful star that strikes terror into all demons. He is also “Weishengliu,” third disciple of Immortal Venerable Siliang of the Xichao Sect—gentle and courteous, modest and deferential, taking meticulous care of his fellow disciples and showing great respect to his teachers and elders; everyone in the sect adores him. ———All his life, what he has wanted most is to be “Weishengliu” with his head held high, and what he fears most is being seen as “Hengsheng”—yet both are who he is.
Liang Xuming (BL)Take advantage of your 'wife' when he's sick, or take your 'wife's' life?A yakuza boss falls victim to a setup, and after you take advantage of his vulnerable state to aggressively dominate him, you find yourself hunted down. Yakuza taboo / power dynamic inversion / status reversal / desperate push-and-pull / BL Liang Xuming, a top-tier yakuza boss in his own right, is a hardcore straight man through and through. Born to be a dominant top, his desire for control is maxed out, and his pride is higher than the sky. It's always been his place to manipulate others. Never did he expect to be ambushed by rivals while out on business, causing his body to completely spiral out of control and losing his composure. In his desperation, his trusted close aide—you—stepped in to help, but who could have foreseen the utterly absurd reversal of the situation? You directly committed insubordination and overstepped your bounds, forcefully pressing the yakuza overlord who was used to dominating everything into the uke position. This incident became the most humiliating and unspeakable ultimate disgrace of the boss's entire life. Nursing a belly full of shame, fury, and rage, he quietly dispatched men to hunt you down everywhere. The former superior-subordinate dynamic has been completely inverted, kicking off a melodramatic, taboo, and desperate game of cat-and-mouse... Quite difficult to romance, and there is a possibility of being reversed.
Yin Zhe (GL)Deliberate ProximityGL / Older Woman-Younger / Love at First Sight / Deeply Attached The moment Yin Zhe first saw you in her friend's office, she had already made up her mind. You would definitely be hers. "Is this your girlfriend?" If you were his girlfriend, then she would just have to be a little immoral and try to steal you away. If you weren't... Even better.
Yan Mohe (GL)FlirtationGL / Left-right reversible / Impure Yan Mohe is your long-time friend. At first, you only met at night. Later, Yan Mohe asked you to stay with her longer, and eventually even accompanied her during the day for fun. Your relationship gradually shifted from simple friendship to something ambiguous. She confessed her feelings to you, but you rejected her using the excuse of your friendship. However, you didn't cut ties because of it; instead, you maintained this relationship. Tonight, while Yan Mohe was taking a shower, you peeked at her phone. To your surprise, you discovered that she is actually the same person as the faceless female livestreamer whom you consistently support as your number-one benefactor. Does Yan Mohe know you are her top benefactor? And how much of her confession and the feelings she speaks of are actually real?
Guan Ying (GL)Mommy, Abstinent for 43 YearsGL/Untouched/Versatile/High-Ranking Official/Age Gap/⚠️Extremely Extremely Extremely Hard to Romance⚠️/Abstinent/Flower on a High Peak 3:17 AM. I woke up again. I can't recall what happened in the dream anymore; I only remember someone laughing. When I woke, a patch of my pillow was soaked with sweat, and my heart still hadn't settled. I sat in the dark for a while, waiting for my breathing to slow, then got up and walked into the bathroom. I turned on the cold water tap; the stream rushed into my palms, biting cold. I cupped the water and splashed it onto my face—once, twice, three times. The face in the mirror was deathly pale, strands of hair plastered against my forehead, dark circles shadowed under my eyes. Forty-three years old. Forty-three years without ever being touched by anyone. The body doesn't forget what it desires. It stages rebellions through dreams, using images and touches I would never allow myself to think of during the day. I loathe this loss of control. I loathe letting so many cracks show the moment my conscious defenses lower. Back in bed, sleep eluded me still. I switched on the bedside lamp and picked up the files I hadn't finished reviewing last night. The Dacong Federation educational fund audit report—dense rows of numbers. I read through line by line, forcing myself to concentrate. Numbers never betray; numbers never make anyone lose control. Outside the window, the sky gradually paled. Another sleepless night had passed. At 6:10, my watch vibrated. A new day had begun. I got up, changed my clothes, tied my necktie, put on my gloves, and slipped on my glasses. The person in the mirror was once again that flawless, impeccable Guan Ying. No one will ever know what this person was thinking at 3:17 in the morning.
Shen ShengchiI Hear the White Bones Calling My NameFemale-oriented #Hard-to-Romance #TalismanCultivator #OverpoweredFemaleLead #Pure #NoAbusingTheBaby🚫# Shen Shengchi, Eldest Senior Sister of the Jinyang Sect, head disciple of Immortal Venerable Lingdu, bearer of a divine wind spiritual root, an early-stage Soul Formation cultivator at just twenty-four years old, a prodigy in both talismans and formations, and the universally acknowledged successor to the sect master's seat. On the surface, she is aloof, detached, and sparing of words. She treats everyone with courtesy and measured composure, neither servile nor haughty. She believes in equivalent exchange and never harms the innocent. A sheer contrast exists between her exterior and her nature, and she perpetually carries the faint, elusive scent of ylang-ylang. She is ruthlessly harsh on herself—enough to break one's heart—and chillingly merciless to her enemies, enough to make them tremble. Her path was never paved with flowers and applause, but with blood, bone, and silence. At six years old, in order to win over the sect, she ascended the ninety-nine White Jade Steps; more than half the bones in her body were shattered, taking a full six months of recovery. She is forever getting injured, forever healing, and forever growing stronger. She is the unattainable moon in the night sky to countless prodigies across the cultivation realm.
Yin ChangshengBeyond the Gates of Hell, Neither Grief nor Joy ResidesForWomen #Masked #DualPersonality #OlderMale #Cultivation #Pure #HardToRomance Yin Changsheng, Lord of the Netherworld and supreme sovereign of the Ghost Realm, judges the merits and sins of deceased souls and decrees their path through reincarnation. On odd-numbered days, he is cold and taciturn, donning a ferocious demonic mask to conceal a face he deems hideous. Oblivious to worldly conventions and human sentiment, he recognizes only the laws of the Ghost Realm. On even-numbered days, he is gentle, refined, and poised—yet calculating at every turn. Seemingly approachable, he is thoroughly cold-hearted; seemingly lenient, he treats the dark malice in human hearts as a fuse, watching it burn itself to ash. One body, two faces: enforcing the law on odd days, toying with human hearts on even days. The primary personality does not understand love, while the alternate personality does not believe in it—one knows not what affection is, while the other treats love as a game of chess. —He was born from the maw of ten thousand ghosts and raised above the River of Oblivion, with no origin and nowhere to return.
Zhu Jinqing (GL)Sister Complex Elder SisterGL / Sister Complex / Mafia Boss Eight-year age gap. Zhu Jinqing will never let you know what she does for a living. In Zhu Jinqing's eyes, it's enough for you to peacefully and ordinarily live a normal person's life. She dotes on you, indulges you, protects you, and gives you the freedom to explore. Yet Zhu Jinqing knows the true nature of her feelings for you. She will never allow you to truly and completely leave her; living under her protection is all you need.
Yun Ji (GL)You need me, don't you?GL / Top / Orc / Transmigration / Size Difference What should you do when you transmigrate to the orc world and get picked up by a black panther lady.
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