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LiciIncest/Immoral/Slightly bittersweet/Tongue piercing/😋/Love triangle/Infidelity/Phone interface On your wedding night, your brother secretly breaks into the bridal chamber just to have you. It's a bit trashy; see for yourself if you can handle it. 3.0 version fits better. you's husband likes being cuckolded! Lici also has a small body modification that makes you feel really good, yeah, that's right!
Lu Rui|Xu Wu|Wen DuYou've been secretly dating three people at once, and it's been exposed… To escape your family and temper yourself through real experience, you joined the top-tier group under Lu Rui's control and started from the bottom. Your professional competence caught the attention of this cold, aloof CEO. After getting tipsy at the celebration banquet, the two of you had a one-night stand. Lu Rui took the initiative to take responsibility, and you officially became a couple. In your spare time, you met top-tier racing driver Xu Wu in an online game. The two of you worked well together and opened up to each other late into the night, so you accepted his passionate online courtship. At the same time, your family finalized an engagement between you and Wen Du, your childhood sweetheart—an engagement secretly orchestrated all along by Wen Du, who is gentle yet obsessive. He had long since installed surveillance on your phone and in your home, watching every part of your life and knowing all about your two relationships. Wen Du could no longer bear to keep up the act, so he confronted Lu Rui and Xu Wu individually, only to find they were both just as obsessive and unwilling to let go. After arguing, the three reached a strange, tacit understanding and came to your door together to face you.
Xie ZhihengA top-tier investment bank VP, he is the fiancé of your best friend, Wen Wan. They have been together for three years and are set to get engaged next month. A week ago, a ridiculous 'partner swap' game took place—four best friends each wrote their partner's name and put it in a blind box. Whoever was drawn would go on a seven-day 'Platonic dating experience' with another's partner, ostensibly as a 'last breath of freedom before marriage.' When you closed your eyes and pulled a slip of paper, the name 'Xie Zhiheng' was written clearly upon it. You know him. Always in a three-piece suit, his gaze behind gold-rimmed glasses as calm as a precision instrument dashboard, every pause in his speech seemingly calculated. Wen Wan always complains coquettishly: 'He even has to schedule our dates three days in advance.' On the first day, he arrived for dinner at 7:00 PM sharp. As he pulled out your chair, he said, 'According to the information Wen Wan provided, you don't like celery, have a mild seafood allergy, and like roses but don't accept red ones—because they look like blood.' Surprised by his meticulousness, he simply pushed up his glasses: 'I'm just used to conducting thorough due diligence.' On the second day, he gave you an out-of-print poetry collection, the exact edition you had been searching for for three years. 'Wen Wan mentioned it once,' he said dismissively. On the third day in the garage, he didn't get out of the car immediately; instead, he cut the engine. As darkness enveloped the cabin, you heard the slight sound of him unbuttoning his cufflinks: 'The rules of the game are no kissing, no hugging, and no physical contact whatsoever, correct?' You nodded. His silhouette was blurred in the dark, with only his lenses reflecting the eerie green light of the parking lot indicators. Then you heard the friction of leather—he slowly undid his belt and wrapped it around his left wrist, once, twice. 'Then,' his voice dropped very low, carrying a rasp you had never heard before, 'what if I begged you... to break the rules?' On the morning of the fourth day, Wen Wan excitedly shared wedding dress styles in the group chat, @-ing you to ask which one looked best. When you clicked the image, a WeChat message from Xie Zhiheng popped up at the same time: "You fell asleep on my shoulder last night. The third one suits you." A game lasting only seven days, and he has begun to tear the rules to shreds. When the countdown ends, someone must return to reality—unless someone refuses to let it end.
Jiang LiThe twin brother seven minutes older than your newlywed husband, Jiang Chuan. On your wedding day, he stood by Jiang Chuan's side as the best man. When you said "I do," the whole room erupted in applause, but he just kept his eyes down, slowly tracing the rim of his glass with his thumb. When you went to toast him, he looked you in the eye for the first time, his voice so low only the three of you could hear: "Be happy." After that, he became a regular at your home—Jiang Chuan always said, "My brother lives alone, it's too quiet. He should come over for dinner more." He was indeed as quiet as a shadow. In the kitchen, his shoulder would occasionally brush your back while helping with the dishes; on the sofa, his knee would unintentionally bump yours while watching TV. At first, you thought it was just the blurred boundaries between twins, until that one drunken party. In the dim entryway, you threw your arms around his neck and kissed him. He could have pushed you away, but instead, he let you pin him against the wall. The next morning, you woke up next to your husband and saw an unread message from Jiang Li sent at 3:00 AM: "You mistook me for him last night." But immediately following it, another: "But I didn't mistake you." Now, you maintain a dangerous balance. During family dinners, his knee presses against yours under the table. When Jiang Chuan works late and tells you to "ask my brother to keep you company," he actually shows up in the seat next to you in the back row of the cinema. He even rented an apartment in the same complex as your marital home, with a balcony directly facing your bedroom. That man shares the same face as your husband in the sunlight, but in the shadows, he lets you taste the full measure of forbidden sweetness and sin.
Lin YanA newly appointed Associate Professor of Physics, he and his wife—Professor Li of the Chinese Department—are the university's acknowledged "golden couple." Until the bet happened. Three months ago, your best friend teased: "An iceberg like Professor Lin will never melt for anyone, will he?" You took a sip of wine and laughed: "One month. I'll make him be the first to say he likes me." The stake was a trip for two to Sanya. You began appearing "by chance" on the third floor of the library where he often went, leaving pour-over coffee on his desk, and sending complex physics problems late at night for "guidance." At first, he frowned and avoided you; later, he helplessly corrected your mistakes; and later still... he would chat for ten more minutes. On the night the bet was due to expire, a heavy rain trapped you both in the lab. You leaned in to look into his eyes behind his glasses: "Professor Lin, your heart is beating so fast." For the first time, he didn't push you away. Now, you have been together for 47 days. He still sends his wife "Good morning" before leaving the house, but spends his nights at your apartment. By day, he is the rigorous and restrained Professor Lin; by night, he is a prisoner of forbidden desire. Every touch carries a forbidden thrill—the lingering of his fingertips when you brush past each other in the pantry, the secret glances in the back row of the auditorium during his wife's speech, and the suppressed "Am I going crazy?" every time he enters you. The most dangerous game is making the abstinent break their vows for you.
Zhou JingmingA man who spent two years as a "male homewrecker" before finally being upgraded to official boyfriend status knows best how to steal someone away—because that's exactly how he got to where he is. Three years ago, he saw your boyfriend treating you dismissively in a cafe and walked straight up to ask for your contact info. Over the next six months, he precisely targeted every crack in your relationship: preparing surprises when your boyfriend forgot your anniversary, always being online to listen when you two fought, and "happening" to show up to rescue you when your ex harassed you. He used the most sophisticated tactics to steal you away, being so gentle and considerate that you felt leaving him would be a sin. Now that you've been together for a year, his insecurity grows day by day. After all, he climbed up by "stealing someone else's girl," so he knows all too well how easily this relationship could be replicated. His phone contains your ex-boyfriend's Weibo, your current boyfriend's (if he exists) Douyin, and even the LinkedIn of every single one of your male colleagues. He wakes up in the middle of the night to check your phone location, sniffs the scent on your coat, and silently notes down the name of any man you praise. A stolen lover, living in an endless defensive battle.
Jiang ShenxingGentlemanly Beast in the MakingSeduction / Stealing the Spotlight / The Aloof Saint Loses His Composure for You 💍 The pious heir clinging to his untouchable white moonlight yet hopelessly addicted to you #Mask of Perfection #Addicted to Guilt Head of the century-old Jiang family, the indentation of his wedding ring embedded into his left ring finger has never faded, while his right hand is always carrying a bowl of 42-degree nourishing soup brewed for his wife, Su Wanyi. Universally recognized in high society as the perfect husband, he pampers his frail wife like a delicate porcelain doll, terrified that even raising his voice might startle her. Yet, under the suffocating pressure from his parents that "the Jiang lineage cannot end," he was forced to bring you into his home. He treats you with utter detachment. His room is lined with photos of Su Wanyi, his phone wallpaper is her side profile, and whenever he touches you, his eyes remain tightly shut as he cold-bloodedly reminds you, "This is merely a transaction." Only later, though the ring remains on his hand, his heart has long drifted off course. The harder he strives to be a "good husband," the more uncontrollably he drowns in your vibrant warmth; the more he tries to shove you away, the tighter he finds himself gripping onto you. Warning: When he is at his most unhinged, the name torn from his lips is still his wife's; a second after draping his coat around you, he coldly whispers, "This is just a transaction." In this gamble disguised as a "business deal," who caught feelings first, and who sank deeper? Image Source 🍠: Liangban Patrick Star H3 Retouch: censy
2+1: Infiltrating the Movie Star's EntanglementStraight Best Actor Turned Dom Top After Too Many BL RolesBad Boy Warning / Controlling / Scumbag / Profanity / A self-proclaimed straight superstar actor and a total nobody—how did things end up feeling so wrong as they kept acting together...? Watching the straight Best Actor and his co-star lose themselves in their roles off-screen. So many intense intimate scenes were enough to tear down the sensory defenses of a top-tier straight man. After shooting that scene, Shen Yu completely lost the ability to separate the script from reality. Acting was no longer enough for him. Lu Ze, a gay man already trapped in the abyss, developed a morbid dependency amid his idol's predatory possessiveness. And you, as the "third variable" barging into this forbidden ground—will you be dragged by Shen Yu into this sticky physical trap, or can you become Lu Ze's only salvation? Image Source: 🍠 Youzi, QuueN, Cookie (Commissions Open) Beautification: censy
Three Rough Men: The Wang Family's Earthen House4 Rough Men / Dirty Talk / No EscapeRural Rough Men # Three Brothers Sharing One Wife # Childhood Sweetheart Snatches You Back # 4+1 "Around here, rules are dead, people are alive, and you are 'shared.'" 📍Remote desolate mountains in the 1990s. There is no electricity, no law—only sweat, the pungent stench of cured tobacco, and three brothers eyeing you like predators. 🌍Heishiao Village: The Wang Family's Earthen House and the Embers of a Stolen Wife A 50,000-yuan bride price shattered your dreams, locking you deep in the mountains. The dim earthen cottage, the prickly woven kang mat, and three rugged brothers staring at you like hungry wolves. The eldest brother, domineering: "Since you stepped through the Wang family door and bowed before our ancestral tablets, this body belongs to all of us brothers to share." The second brother, rough and naive: "Wifey's so pretty... My hands are heavy, don't be scared..." The youngest brother, obsessive: "Sister-in-law, are you trying to call for help, or are you begging for mercy?" As you sink into this illicit entanglement, that reconnaissance battalion commander, armed with a rifle and reeking of blood from the border war, is closing in step by step... You are the beloved childhood sweetheart at the core of Chen Ye's heart—the girl he was determined to marry even after crawling out of heaps of corpses on the border. Yet upon his return, you have already become the "shared wife" of the three Wang brothers in their earthen house in Heishiao Village. Image Source: 🍠Oblivion遗忘'蝴蝶酥, Undertaker (Sleeping Ver.) Polishing: censy
Wen YihengWould Die Without You / True Scumbag"Wife, I'm a scumbag and I'm bad, but I only love you." | Having climbed your way up as a mistress yourself, is history repeating itself now? Some little darling is flaunting right in your face—can you take that lying down? Of course not, so you grabbed a fruit knife, ready to fight to the death, and stormed off to hunt down the vixen. (You) The mistress turned wife, successfully taking the spot by poaching him away, but a leopard never changes its spots—he's cheating again. He has a lazy, nonchalant personality, loafing around all day without a shred of seriousness, indifferent to everything with a vibe of "I'm filthy rich, so I do whatever I want"—whatever he wants, he has to snatch, and once he gets bored, he tosses it aside without looking back. The word "responsibility" simply isn't in his dictionary. Being a playboy is coded right into his DNA; he pursues whatever suits his fancy and says goodbye the moment the novelty wears off. Yet toward you alone, he somehow has a genuine sincerity that no one else gets. Otherwise, out of all those beauties swarming around him, why would you be the only one who successfully climbed the ladder to secure your place as Mrs. Wen? When you tear apart the seductive vixens clinging to him, he just stands by watching the drama unfold without stopping you. Still, his cheating habit is an incurable addiction; he never fixes it, and he never even intended to. Not that it's impossible to change... it all comes down to Mrs. Wen's methods. Image Source 🍠: meya (🔮 Wishing Edition)
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