Is There a Kind of Female Protagonist Who Is Yandere (Or Brother-Controlled...) and the Male Protagonist Is Not Weak?

1 趁 Before the Plot Starts, Force the Heroine to Have a Baby The World and the WorldUrban854k WordsOngoing 55.6kReads9.1Score4.3kShelves

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Not to mention the heroine is a yandere, even the younger sister is a yandere. The first thing is, the brother controls

4 校 The School Beauties All Wanted to Bully Me, but They All Fell for It. Eating Ice in SummerUrban244k WordsOngoing 33.1kReads8.6Score6.8kShelves

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It's worth reading. The second book is perfect, almost all the members are yandere

6 我 The Beautiful Girls Around Me Are Extremely Abnormal Changting West Wind HouseUrban1.1M WordsOngoing 21kReads9.3Score1.9kShelves

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Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion: The old county of Yuzhang and the new mansion of Hongdu. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. It embraces the three rivers and leads to the five lakes, controls the wild thorns and leads Ouyue. The treasures are abundant, the dragon's light shines on the ruins of the Niu Dou; the outstanding people and places, Xu Ru sits on Chen Fan's couch. The mist in Xiongzhou is full of stars. The Taihuang rests on the crossroads between Yi and Xia, and the guests and hosts enjoy the beauty of the southeast. The commander-in-chief, Yan Gong, looks forward to his elegant appearance, and his halberd is coming from afar; Yu Wen, the fan of Xinzhou, is temporarily stationed with a curtain. During the ten-day vacation, there are many successful friends; I am welcomed from thousands of miles away, and the house is full of distinguished friends. The soaring dragon and the phoenix are the Ci sect of Scholar Meng; the purple lightning and green frost are the arsenal of General Wang. The master of the family is the butler, and the road is well-known; how can a boy know that he will be rewarded with victory? The time is September, and the order belongs to the third autumn. When the water is gone, the cold pond is clear, and the smoke condenses and the mountains are purple at dusk. I am like a car on the road, visiting the scenery in Chong'a; I am near the emperor's son's Changzhou, and I find the old mansion of heaven and man. The mountains are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above; the flying pavilion flows with elixir, and there is no ground below. Heting and Fuzhu are the lingering memories of poor islands; Guidianlan Palace is the shape of hills and mountains. Wearing embroidered hats, looking down at the carved beasts, the mountains are wide and the mountains are vast, and the rivers and lakes are so vast that they are horrified. Luyan rushes to the ground, the bells ring and the cauldrons are home; the boat is in the water, and the boat is the green bird and yellow dragon. The clouds are gone and the rain is clear, and the color is bright. The falling clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water becomes the same color as the sky. The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the Pengli shore; the wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu. The lapel is smooth in the distance, and the joy is flying. The cool breeze blows and the cool breeze blows, the slender song condenses and the white clouds stop. The green bamboos in the Sui Garden are like the bottles that carry the air to Pengze; the red flowers in the Ye River are like the brushes that illuminate Linchuan. Four beauties, two are difficult to combine. I can only watch the sky in the middle of the sky, and I can enjoy traveling in my spare time. The sky and the earth are vastly different, and I feel the infinity of the universe; when joy and sorrow come, I know the abundance and void are numerous. I hope that Chang'an will be safe under the sun, and Wu will be in the clouds. The terrain is extreme but the southern sky is deep, the sky pillar is high and the northern star is far away. The mountains are difficult to overcome, who feels sad for those who have lost their way? When we meet by chance, we are all guests from a foreign land. When Emperor Huai disappeared, how old was the Xuan Dynasty? Alas! The fortunes are bad and the fate is misfortune. Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi in Changsha is not without a holy master; when Liang Hong travels to Haiqu, is there no lack of bright time? I rely on a gentleman to see an opportunity and an expert to know his destiny. When you are old and strong, you would rather have a gray-headed heart? Be poor and strong, and never fall into the clouds. Drinking from the greedy spring makes you feel refreshed, and you still feel happy when you are in a dry road. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be picked up if it swings; the east corner is gone, but it is not too late to mulberry trees. Meng Chang was noble and noble, and he spared no time to serve his country; Ruan Ji was rampant, how could he cry at the end of the road! Bo, three feet of micro life, a scholar. There is no way to ask for a tassel, waiting for the weak crown of the final army; if you have a heart, you throw a pen, and you admire the emperor's long wind. He gave up his hairpin and wat for hundreds of years, and carried it to him at dawn and dusk for thousands of miles. It is not the treasure tree of the Xie family, but it is the neighbor of the Meng family. He is getting closer to the court day by day, wishing to accompany the carp; now I am holding my arm in my hand, and I am happy to support the dragon gate. When Yang Yi doesn't meet, he touches Ling Yun and feels sorry for himself; when Zhong Qi meets him, why should he be ashamed to play the flowing water? Woohoo! The resort does not last forever, and the grand feast is hard to come back; the Orchid Pavilion is gone, and the ruins of Zizeqiu are gone. The parting words are due to the kindness of Wei Xie; the climb to a high place to compose a poem is the wish of the public. Dare to express your contempt, respectfully and briefly quote; every word is full of poems, and all four rhymes are completed. Please sprinkle the Pan River, and let the clouds pour over the land and the sea: King Teng's high pavilion is near the river, and he wears jade and sings the luan while singing and dancing. The painted building is flying toward Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk. The shadows in Xianyuntan Lake are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns. Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely.

22 玄 Fantasy: My Childhood Sweetheart Is Actually the Female Protagonist Jin MantianfanEastern Fantasy1.2M WordsCompleted 13.5kReads8.4Score1kShelves

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Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion: The old county of Yuzhang and the new mansion of Hongdu. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. It embraces the three rivers and leads to the five lakes, controls the wild thorns and leads Ouyue. The treasures are abundant, the dragon's light shines on the ruins of the Niu Dou; the outstanding people and places, Xu Ru sits on Chen Fan's bed. The mist in Xiongzhou is full of stars. The Taihuang rests on the crossroads between Yi and Xia, and the guests and hosts enjoy the beauty of the southeast. The commander-in-chief Yan Gong is looking forward to his elegant appearance, and his halberd is coming from afar; Yuwen Xinzhou's Yi Fan is temporarily stationed with a curtain. During the ten-day vacation, there are many successful friends; I am welcomed from thousands of miles away, and the house is full of distinguished friends. The soaring dragon and the phoenix are the Ci sect of Scholar Meng; the purple lightning and green frost are the arsenal of General Wang. The master of the family is the butler, and the roads are well-known; how can a boy know that he will be rewarded with victory? The time is September, and the order belongs to the third autumn. When the water is gone, the cold pond is clear, and the smoke condenses and the mountains are purple at dusk. I am like a car on the road, visiting the scenery in Chong'a; I am near the emperor's son's Changzhou, and I find the old mansion of heaven and man. The mountains are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above; the flying pavilion flows with elixir, and there is no ground below. Heting and Fuzhu are the lingering memories of poor islands; Guidianlan Palace is the shape of hills and mountains. Wearing embroidered hats, looking down at the carved beasts, the mountains are wide and the mountains are vast, and the rivers and lakes are so vast that they are horrified. Luyan rushes to the ground, the bells ring and the cauldrons are home; the boat is in the water, and the boat is the green bird and yellow dragon. The clouds are gone and the rain is clear, and the color is bright. The falling clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water becomes the same color as the sky. The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the Pengli shore; the wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu. The lapel is smooth in the distance, and the joy is flying. The cool breeze blows and the cool breeze blows, the slender song condenses and the white clouds stop. The green bamboos in the Sui Garden are like the bottles that carry the air to Pengze; the red flowers in the Ye River are like the brushes that illuminate Linchuan. Four beauties, two are difficult to combine. I can only watch the sky in the middle of the sky, and I can enjoy traveling in my spare time. The sky and the earth are vastly different, and I feel the infiniteness of the universe. When joy and sorrow come, I realize that there are countless ups and downs. I hope that Chang'an will be safe under the sun, and Wu will be in the clouds. The terrain is extreme but the southern sky is deep, the sky pillar is high and the northern star is far away. The mountains are difficult to overcome, who feels sad for those who have lost their way? When we meet by chance, we are all guests from a foreign land. When Emperor Huai disappeared, how old was the Xuan Dynasty? Alas! The fortunes are bad and the fate is misfortune. Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi in Changsha is not without a holy master; when Liang Hong travels to Haiqu, is there no lack of bright time? I rely on a gentleman to see an opportunity and an expert to know his fate. When you are old and strong, you would rather have a gray-headed heart? Be poor and strong, and never fall into the clouds. Drinking from the greedy spring makes you feel refreshed, and you still feel happy when you are in a dry road. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be picked up if it is soaring; the east corner is gone, but it is not too late to mulberry trees. Meng Chang was noble and noble, and he spared no time to serve his country; Ruan Ji was so rampant, how could he cry at the end of the road! Bo, three feet of micro life, a scholar. There is no way to ask for a tassel, waiting for the weak crown of the final army; if you have a heart, you throw a pen, and you admire the emperor's long wind. He gave up his hairpin and wat for hundreds of years, and carried it to him at dawn and dusk for thousands of miles. It is not the treasure tree of the Xie family, but it is the neighbor of the Meng family. He is getting closer to the court day by day, wishing to accompany the carp; now I am holding my arm in my hand, and I am happy to support the dragon gate. When Yang Yi doesn't meet, he touches Ling Yun and feels sorry for himself; when Zhong Qi meets him, why should he be ashamed to play the flowing water? Woohoo! The resort does not last forever, and the grand feast is hard to come back; the Orchid Pavilion is gone, and the ruins of Zizeqiu are gone. The parting words are due to the kindness of Wei Xie; the climb to a high place to compose a poem is the wish of the public. Dare to express your contempt, respectfully and briefly quote; every word is full of poems, and all four rhymes are completed. Please sprinkle the Pan River, and let the clouds pour over the land and the sea: King Teng's high pavilion is near the river, and he wears jade and sings the luan while singing and dancing. The painted building is flying toward Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk. The shadows in Xianyuntan Lake are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns. Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely.

26 什 What? Have You Made Your Autistic Sister a Sick Girl? So SleepyUrban1.5M WordsOngoing 4.8kReads8.9Score583Shelves

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The single heroine Xiaoberry, this is the yandere sister I want to see. Come on, God, what's so good about the sister who is just a street girl? [Facepalm]

27 你 You Are Responsible! You Said You Like Yandere! Green FishUrban502k WordsCompleted 53.2kReads9.2Score7.3kShelves

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Don't talk too much and don't nag too little [cool] Trust me, just go and read it.

32 重 Will the Male Villain Be Reincarnated to Save the Female Villain? YueyueguangjunUrban840k WordsCompleted 32.2kReads9.1Score3.2kShelves

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I will keep recommending these two books until they become popular all over the world [crying] Every time I read them, I will be deeply involved in them and can't stop. Trust me, trust me [crying]