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364 总 The White Moonlight of the President Is Me Fan TideModern Romance7k WordsCompleted —Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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I like the plot, it's so sweet! Haha 😃

368 重 After Rebirth, I Married a Ginseng Spirit Orc Husband Auspicious GreenAncient Romance10k WordsCompleted 20Reads9.8Score—Shelves

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It's a short story and you won't be consumed by it after reading it. The most important thing is that the protagonists have brains and have super correct views.

371 重 The Reborn Eldest Sister Does Not Break Off the Engagement and Helps Her Husband Rise to the Top Strawberry Donut CircleAncient Romance202k WordsCompleted 2.7kReads8.5Score255Shelves

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[Sending Hearts] Short stories. Su Caiai worked hard to raise her eldest siblings, but she was criticized for not marrying at her old age, which affected her reputation. Once she was reborn, she decided to change her family to help her husband rise to the top.

372 仙 The Fairy Proves the Truth and Ends the Relationship, I Leave the Blue Silk Painting to Be Reborn Come Here8k WordsCompleted 169Reads9.8Score—Shelves

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They are all carefully selected by me, just take a look at them, they are mainly about sweet pets, chasing wives, and chasing husbands.

376 民 A Letter Came from the Republic of China Bright Sunny DayModern Romance29k WordsCompleted —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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These four latest short stories are close to life and worth reading.

384 佛 The Secret of Buddha Mother Eighth Master of Dou City18k WordsCompleted —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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I met that monk about three hours ago. At that time, I was rushing home carrying two buckets of water. He was thirsty and came up to ask for water! Seeing the kind-hearted monk, I couldn't help joking: "One monk carries water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, and three monks have no water to eat... Master! Are you sure you are the only one?" "Little donor, aren't you alone?" The monk asked. "No!" I shook my head, "Well, I am alone now, but I still have a mother and a brother at home." "What about your sister?" "Sister? You mean...?" "The biological sister who was born from the same mother as you!" "No! I only have one brother!" The monk smiled and said, "Are you sure?" I nodded without hesitation, "I'm very sure!" "You do have a sister!" "Sister?!" My mind was buzzing, and after trying hard to recall for a long time, I really didn't have any memory of 'sister'! Could this be a lie to me? "Master! What do you mean is that I have a long-lost sister?" I said to him with a smile, "But why don't I remember it? You couldn't have made it up to trick me into drinking water, right?!" "A monk doesn't lie..." The monk shook his head: "She has always been by your side and never left!" I suddenly felt that the monk's words were getting more and more ridiculous, so I didn't want to waste time. "Monk! You are thirsty and want to drink water!" I frowned, "Then what do you use to hold the water?" The monk spread his hands and then closed them to form a basin: "Just use my hands to hold it!" "They say a smart head doesn't grow hair... Monk! You are quite smart!" Inspired by the monk's actions, I also used my hands to hold water for him to drink. "Ah! The water is so sweet!" The monk praised and drank several handfuls of water in a row! He still wanted to drink, but my bucket was not big, and my 'hand basin' always leaked. In order to stop the loss in time, I blocked the mouth of the bucket with my hand: "Master! I only have half a bucket of water left in the bucket now. Can you bear to go back and get scolded?" The monk smiled and pointed at the other bucket of water: "Then I will drink from the other bucket." "Master, do you think I am young and easy to bully!" I quickly covered the other bucket. "Amitabha! Monks never bully the weak!" The monk shook his head, "Okay! The poor monk will perform a little show for you!" "Haha Master!" I couldn't help but laugh: "Are you going to break a big stone in your chest, or perform Iron Head Kung Fu?!" The monk shook his head: "Neither!" "Those are Vajra Legs?!" "Guess?" "Um, Master! I'm really busy!" I pointed to the bottom of the mountain. "I also fetched water from the creek below. You'd better go there. It's enough for you to drink until you're full. You can also pack it up and take it away!" Seeing that the monk was indifferent and had no intention of leaving, I had to give him a few more handfuls of water to drink. "Monk, my mother is very cruel. I only have this little water now. I will definitely get scolded when I go back, so... I can only give you a few more handfuls of water. After drinking it, you can leave quickly!" The monk smiled and nodded: "Little donor, with a bodhisattva heart, good people are rewarded!" Just when I was filling the bucket with water for the monk, a strange phenomenon appeared in the bucket. I could see images of my family's past in the water, and they were very clear. . . . . .

396 诡 Mystery City Eighth Master of Dou City99k WordsCompleted 4Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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I met that monk about three hours ago. At that time, I was rushing home carrying two buckets of water. He was thirsty and came up to ask for water! Seeing the kind-hearted monk, I couldn't help joking: "One monk carries water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, and three monks have no water to eat... Master! Are you sure you are the only one?" "Little donor, aren't you alone?" The monk asked. "No!" I shook my head, "Well, I am alone now, but I still have a mother and a brother at home." "What about your sister?" "Sister? You mean...?" "The biological sister who was born from the same mother as you!" "No! I only have one brother!" The monk smiled: "Are you sure?" I nodded without hesitation: "I am very sure!" "You do have a sister!" "Sister?!" My mind was buzzing, and after trying hard to recall for a long time, I really didn't have any memory of 'sister'! Could this be a lie to me? "Master! You mean I have a long-lost sister?" I said to him with a smile, "But why don't I remember it? You couldn't have made it up to trick me into drinking water, right?!" "A monk doesn't lie..." The monk shook his head: "She has always been by your side and never left!" I suddenly felt that what the monk said was getting more and more absurd, so I didn't want to waste time. "Monk! Aren't you thirsty and want to drink water?" I frowned, "Then what do you use to hold the water?" The monk spread his hands and then closed them to form a basin: "Just use my hands to hold it!" "They say that smart heads don't grow hair... Monk! You are quite smart!" Inspired by the monk's actions, I also held the water with my hands together for him to drink. "Ah! The water is so sweet!" The monk praised and drank several handfuls of water in a row! He still wanted to drink, but my bucket was not big, and my 'hand basin' always leaked. In order to stop the loss in time, I blocked the mouth of the bucket with my hand: "Master! I only have half a bucket of water left in the bucket now. Can you bear to let me go back and be scolded?" The monk smiled and pointed at the other bucket of water: "Then I will drink from the other bucket." "Master, do you think I am young and easy to bully!" I quickly covered the other bucket. "Amitabha! Monks never bully the weak!" The monk shook his head, "Okay! The poor monk will perform a little show for you!" "Haha Master!" I couldn't help laughing: "Are you going to break a big stone on your chest, or perform Iron Head Kung Fu?!" The monk shook his head: "Neither!" "Those are Vajra Legs?!" "Guess?" "Um, Master! I'm really busy!" I pointed to the bottom of the mountain. "I also fetched water from the creek below. You'd better go there. It's enough for you to drink until you're full. You can also pack it up and take it away!" Seeing that the monk was indifferent and had no intention of leaving, I had to give him a few more handfuls of water to drink. "Monk, my mother is very cruel. I only have this little water now. I will definitely get scolded when I go back, so... I can only give you a few more handfuls of water. After drinking it, you can leave quickly!" The monk smiled and nodded: "Little donor, with a bodhisattva heart, good people are rewarded!" Just when I was filling the bucket with water for the monk, a strange phenomenon appeared in the bucket. I could see images of my family's past in the water, and they were very clear. . . . . .