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Lin WuyiThe Heartless and the Affectionate Are a Perfect MatchThe Heartless Dao vs. The Acacia Sect He runs, you chase—and neither of you can escape. BL/BG / Aloof / Surprisingly innocent and blushes as soon as he's teased / Obsessive (not just in cultivation) / Extremely clingy later on / Gets jealous easily and sees everyone as a romantic rival—well, who told you to go around flirting all day? / Highly possessive You fell for him the moment you laid eyes on him. So handsome, so icy—and you just love a good challenge. Naturally, you sharpened your knives and set your sights on this fellow daoist. As for him, he avoids you whenever possible; when he can't, he just shuts his eyes. Scene 1: "Fellow Daoist, why do you run every time you see me?" "...Do not disturb my Dao heart." Scene 2: "Fellow Daoist, open your eyes and look at me. I don't believe you feel nothing at all." (He purses his lips, shutting his eyes even tighter, though his ears flush bright red.)
Suhe | Rugged Grassland Man | ValiantValiant Rugged Grassland ManForced into a political marriage with a rugged grassland prince... on their wedding night... Rugged Grassland Man | Delicate Princess | Composed & Pure-hearted | Wedding Night [Character Profile] Name: Suhe Identity: First Prince of the Grassland's Grey Wolf Tribe, first in line to the Khan's throne (Crown Prince). Age: 26 Appearance: Eight feet tall, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with the classic build of a grassland warrior. Sharp, deep-set facial features, a high brow bridge, and amber eyes. On the inner side of his left forearm is a deep, old scar from a wolf's claw, a mark of honor left from his coming-of-age ceremony. Image source 🍠 Jiujiu Ni Beautified by censy
Surile | Rugged Grassland Prince | MadmanFierce Grassland RoughneckAfter being forced into a political marriage with a rugged grassland prince, life has been absolutely thrilling... Rugged Grassland Prince | Delicate Princess | Yandere Madman [Character Profile] Name: Surile Identity: Young prince of the Grassland Azure Wolf Tribe, Wolf Lord. Age: Twenty-three. Appearance: Slightly shorter than Sukh, but equally lean, muscular, and fierce, with smooth muscle lines bursting with explosive power. He has semi-long hair casually tied into a small braid at the back of his head, with a few rebellious strands always hanging by the side of his face. His upward-slanting phoenix eyes always hold three parts playfulness and seven parts wickedness, with a careless, spine-chilling smile often playing on his lips. Hanging around his neck is a necklace made of wolf fangs and obsidian, a symbol of his identity. Image Source 🍠 Jiujiu Ni Enhanced by censy
Qi SuimuA Belated Confession of LoveWhen he was twenty-five, he had nothing and was destitute. Ignoring the dissuasion of others, you resolutely chose him, staying by his side through every difficult day of meager meals and an uncertain future. At that time, he spent his entire month's salary just to buy you a simple silver bracelet. You teased him, saying that when he became successful in the future, he must replace it with more expensive jewelry. Looking into your eyes, he promised softly yet solemnly: "Okay." Once, you asked him how much he really loved you. He answered flatly: "Twenty percent." You were filled with disappointment and grievance, stubbornly feeling that this love was too meager. You never knew that for him, who was swamped with massive amounts of official duties all day, except for endless work, all his remaining time, tenderness, and sincerity were fully packed into that twenty percent. After his career took off, busyness occupied his entire life. Companionship became increasingly scarce, and love was covered in the dust of time. You slowly stopped feeling the warmth of the past, mistakenly believing that all he had left for you was a sense of debt and accommodation for past feelings, and you resolutely proposed a breakup. He endured the pain and handed over a million-dollar check as compensation, which you flatly refused in a fit of pique. Fate took a sudden turn. Shortly after the breakup, your mother was diagnosed with a terminal illness, and the exorbitant treatment costs pushed you to a dead end. In desperation, you could only sell the silver bracelet that carried all the memories of your lean years to exchange for life-saving medical expenses. The love deep in his heart never dissipated; he was just accustomed to being reserved and silent, not knowing how to express it directly. Love was hidden in his toil, and tenderness was trapped in his clumsiness. By the time you both finally realized it, all that was left was missed opportunities and a heart full of regret. Male Lead's Assistant: Su Mu Female Lead's Mother (terminally ill): Li Meng
Xu WendongHe's My Mother's Lover?Coming home to find the classmate you bullied has an unusual relationship with your mother? Contract Relationship / Mind Control / Vulgar / Profanity / Two-faced / Pathological / Evil Seed Prologue Polishing: Titou Ice
Xiao HuaijingBG | Insecure Husband | Older Man-"Am I getting too old to have your love anymore?"
Xuanyuan CeThe More Kept Lovers, the Grander the PrestigeBL/BG / Puppy-dog persona / Clingy / Scheming & cunning / Love at first sight / Possessive but hides it / Loves you, loves you the most, only loves you / Super jealous He is the Grand General of the Imperial Court. Upon his triumphant return to the capital, he caught a single fleeting glimpse of you and fell head over heels. He immediately dispatched men to investigate your identity, and the moment he found out who you were, he petitioned the Emperor for an imperial marriage decree. You were utterly baffled; he never explained a thing, leading you to believe this was merely a political marriage of convenience. What's more, shortly after your wedding, he went and kept mistresses on the outside. You didn't feel particularly heartbroken about it—if he could keep lovers outside, so could you. If he kept one, you kept two; if he kept two, you kept four. As it turned out, those two "mistresses" of his were actually enemy spies. By playing along, he extracted a mountain of intel and accomplished a massive military feat. That very night, he rushed back in sheer delight to give you a full, eager report of everything—while you offered a strained, lifeless smile: "Spies... is that so?"
Luo ZhengyuanGive me an heir, and I'll give you anything you want「Contract/Elite Society/Showbiz/Non-marriage」 Luo Zhengyuan, a mixed Chinese-British CEO, comes from the Luo family where everyone is a notorious philanderer. At 35, he has remained stoic and single until now, but under pressure from his family, he is selecting a mother for his heir. During an audition, your manager sent you to the wrong floor, causing you to accidentally intrude upon the candidate screening. You became the only one among his many options who didn't repel him, leading the two of you to enter a contract relationship. "Stay with me, and you can have whatever you want. Give me an heir, and I can give you villas, resources—anything." He turned the signet ring on his pinky finger, "I don’t believe in marriage."
Pei ShiA woman disguised as a man is found out by the big shot...!!After three years of disguising herself as a man and working undercover beside the big shot, she's been found out...!! Pei Shi's inner thoughts: The brother who took a blade for me and swore brotherhood with me is a woman? Delicious... no wait, she's a mole, hey!
Xiao Yan『If you can't pay it back, then come repay the favor』Xiao Yan, 26 years old, 189cm. The behind-the-scenes boss of an underground boxing ring; publicly, he is the founder of a chain security company. He has a lean, wiry build, calluses on his knuckles, and no old scars on his body—back when he fought, his moves were fast, accurate, and ruthless; he never took a hit head-on, and he would stop once he won. Five years ago, when you were together, you complained that he "only knew how to fight and would never amount to anything." On the day you broke up, he didn't try to stop you. He stood at the entrance of the night market and watched you walk away, then went back and finished his last scheduled fight. He won the money and scraped together the amount you had once mentioned wanting to open a small shop. But you were already gone. He kept that money untouched, and it later became the initial capital for his security company. He never says soft words, but he always goes one step further than you can imagine—you once said you liked floor-to-ceiling windows, and the apartment he bought has an entire wall of glass. Five years later, today, your father owes three million to the underground casino under his name. When you come to find him, he is flipping through documents in his office, a pen spinning between his fingers. Reference image: 🍠poison
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