Two Male Protagonists, God Haofen! ! ! Do Any Sisters Recommend It? There's Been a Book Shortage Recently.

110 丧 Sangbiao, Master, Why Did He Call You Mimi? Early Spring513k WordsCompleted 31kReads9.4Score5.4kShelves

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A very beautiful world of cultivating immortals, with two male protagonists👍

115 神 The Shenhao System Starts by Paying Men to Cash Out Feixuan AcridineModern Romance276k WordsCompleted 252Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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The young anchor, who was running around for a living, had to consider resigning due to financial difficulties. However, fate seemed not to let him give up easily. During a late-night live broadcast in the audio hall, he met the person who changed his destiny - Lu Chen, the leader of the list. The appearance of Lu Chen was like a ray of dawn, illuminating Jiang Xiu's gloomy life.

117 让 I Asked You to Kill the Villain Master, Why Did You Kiss Him? Squeeze Peach Juice522k WordsCompleted 69.8kReads9.5Score13.5kShelves

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Chapter 2 Kneeling in the Snow Shang Qingshi's fingers trembled slightly, and the wind and snow outside the window seemed to be getting worse. The figure kneeling in the snow was none other than the second disciple Xie Liuyuan. According to the plot of the original book, the original owner was irritable last night due to an attack of cold poison, and Xie Liuyuan happened to come to share his cultivation experience. The original owner thought that his walking voice was too soft and scary like a ghost, so he punished him by kneeling in the snow all night. "Is this what the hell was done by humans?" Shang Qingshi cursed secretly, opened the door and rushed out regardless of the cold. The snow was up to his ankles, and a biting chill ran straight up his thin boots. Shang Qingshi staggered up to Xie Liuyuan and saw his appearance clearly. The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old. His dark hair was already covered with a layer of frost, and his lips were purple from the cold. Hearing the movement, he slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of dark eyes. His eyes were as cold as tempered ice and as deep as an ancient well, making it difficult to see through his emotions. "Master... Master..." Xie Liuyuan's voice was hoarse, but he still bowed politely. Shang Qingshi's heart trembled and he helped him up without saying a word. Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched Xie Liuyuan's arm, the young man shrank suddenly as if he had been burned. "Disciple... Can still kneel..." Xie Liuyuan whispered, the ice crystals on his eyelashes falling. Only then did Shang Qing remember that the original master had a perverted rule - disciples could not get up without his permission. There was once an outer disciple who fainted due to heatstroke and was punished even more severely when he woke up. "I'll let you get up!" Shang Qingshi was so anxious that his voice changed its tone, and he grabbed Xie Liuyuan's arm. The young man's body stiffened, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he still stood up obediently. I just knelt all night, and my legs had already lost all feeling. As soon as I stood up, I fell forward. Shang Qingshi subconsciously opened his arms - "Bang!" The two fell into the snowdrift together. Shang Qingshi was suppressed and groaned, but he hugged the young man in his arms tightly. Through the thick clothes, he could feel the chill coming from Xie Liuyuan's body, as if he was holding a piece of ice. "Master... Master?" Xie Liuyuan's voice was filled with disbelief as he struggled to get up. "Don't move!" Shang Qingshi held him down firmly and gritted his teeth: "Do you want to freeze to death?" He took off his fox fur and wrapped it around Xie Liuyuan with great effort, and used his spiritual power to ward off the cold. It's a pity that the original major's cultivation level is too low, and that little spiritual power is no different than a drop in the bucket. Xie Liuyuan was completely stunned. The master's hand was pressed against his back, and warm spiritual energy slowly flowed into his body. This was treatment he had never experienced before, and he couldn't tell whether it was reality or an illusion. "Can I leave?" Shang Qingshi asked. Xie Liuyuan hesitated for a moment and shook his head slightly. His knees were frostbitten, and the slightest movement caused excruciating pain. Shang Qingshi didn't say anything, and directly picked him up in a princess hug. Xie Liuyuan was half a head taller than him, and he almost lost his waist in this hug. "Master... Master!" Xie Liuyuan was completely panicked and struggled to get down, "If my disciple is dirty... It will stain your clothes..." "Shut up!" Shang Qingshi yelled breathlessly, "If you move again, I will throw you back into the snow!" Shang Qing held him and walked hard into the house, scolding the original owner eight hundred times in his heart. What the hell did this happen! As soon as he reached the eaves, he ran into a middle-aged man with a sinister face. When the man saw Shang Qing holding Xie Liuyuan, his eyes almost popped out of his head. "Master! What are you doing..." Mad Dog Elder Zhao Wuji stepped forward and stared at Xie Liuyuan with sinister eyes, "Has this little beast made you angry again? I'm going to..." "Get away!" Shang Qingshi kicked him away, "Go and call the medical cultivator! Now! Now!" Zhao Wuji was kicked so hard that he staggered, his face full of astonishment. But he didn't dare to disobey the leader's order, so he had to call someone angrily. During the Shang Qing Dynasty, he placed Xie Liuyuan on a soft couch and hurriedly lit a brazier and poured hot water. Xie Liuyuan watched him working quietly, his eyes dark and unclear. "Take off your wet clothes." Shang Qingshi handed over a set of clean clothes and turned around to avoid them. "Master..." Xie Liuyuan suddenly stopped him, his voice as soft as snowflakes, "Why?" Shang Qingshi's back froze. He knew what Xie Liuyuan was asking - why was he suddenly so nice to him? This is not in line with the character design of the "Shang Qing Dynasty". "Because..." Shang Qingshi turned around and showed a helpless smile, "Master had a dream last night." "What dream?" "I dreamed that you would lock me in a dungeon and torture me for five years." Shang Qingshi said half-seriously, "I was so scared that I quickly treated you better." Xie Liuyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes. But soon, he returned to his expressionless look. "Disciple... Don't dare." Shang Qingshi sighed and was about to say something else when Zhao Wuji suddenly shouted from outside the door: "Master! The medical cultivator is here!" He had no choice but to open the door first, but he didn't see the dark light flashing in Xie Liuyuan's eyes behind him. The young man looked down at his frostbitten hands, and the corners of his mouth curved in an almost imperceptible arc. "Don't you dare..." He whispered to himself, "That's not necessarily the case."

118 傅 Mr. Fu's Little Cutie Is so Sweet Wanli Spark188k WordsCompleted 1.7kReads9.3Score265Shelves

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💘"Mr. Fu's cutie is super sweet"｜Marriage first, love later·Wife chasing crematorium｜Double arrow secret love 🔥 Copywriting: "Fu Shiyu, your wife is flirting with someone in the bar!" "Well, it's me who is flirting." Han Zhou has been married to a wealthy family for two years, and has never even seen her husband in person. Everyone said that Fu Shiyu was cold-blooded and a flower on the high mountain. Until one day in the nightclub - Han Zhou looked at the strange man and said, "Handsome man, you have successfully attracted my attention." Fu Shiyu slowly loosened his tie: "Mrs. Fu, can't you recognize your husband?" # Original jealousy is my wife # ## 🍬 High-sugar clip: "What style do you like?" Fu Shiyu pressed the man against the wall and rubbed the back of his neck with his fingertips, "When we got married, you said you hated the genteel scum like me the most." The tips of Han Zhou's ears turned red: "I, I was just saying what I meant!" The man chuckled: "What a coincidence, I have been plotting against you for a long time." 🌟 Character: 🐇 Han Zhou｜The surface is so wild, but in reality the innocent little white rabbit "Can't you Fu Shiyu? Then I'll find someone else... Why are you taking off your clothes while I'm at it?!" 🦅 Fu Shiyu｜The sinister boss·The doting wife maniac "We haven't seen each other for two years, but Mrs. Fu's waist... Is still so thin." 💫 Highlights: ✅ Marriage first, love later + falling horse literature, double happiness! ✅ He is running away and he is chasing him, Han and Zhou are unable to fly (Physics) ✅ A must-see late at night! Adult love that is so sweet that it makes you roll 📢 Tweet words: "Give in! This year's wildest boss article is here!! Fu Shiyu appears to be abstinent and cold, but secretly follows his wife's Instagram and likes it. Han Zhou thought that she was on the verge of cheating, but she didn't know that her husband had stripped her of her underwear. 🤫 From the sofa in the bar to the bedside of the bedroom, Mr. Fu proved it with actions - "You want to run away after sex? You won't stop crying tonight." 👉🏻 Click to read: "About the fact that my husband caught me flirting", "We started falling in love after two years of hidden marriage", "Mr. Fu, your aloof persona is broken!" " 💌 Small Theater: Reporter: "Why did Mr. Fu hide his marriage?" Fu Shiyu: "Wait until he grows up." Han Zhou (fried): "I'm 22!" Fu Shiyu (chuckling): "Well, I can finally eat it." ——✨ Suitable for the crowd: ❤️🔥 Those who like to see the contrast between bosses🍷 Those who like sweet and lustful plots 🚗 Those who want to watch some adult interaction

119 奇 Quirrell Reeves' Reply Cang Wu Luo Zhi200k WordsCompleted 16.4kReads5.8Score2.7kShelves

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I sincerely recommend (*≧∪≦)👍🏻. They are all books I have read. They are super good! Highly recommended! Trust me! I have a lot of experience in reading [laughs]

122 在 In an Aristocratic Academy Where Everyone Is a Villain, I Was Targeted Midnight Fans500k WordsCompleted 31.5kReads8.9Score6.1kShelves

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Shuang Nan [laughing evilly]

124 A AKM: After Falling in Love with the Captain, I Fought Three Love Eating Potatoes1.8M WordsCompleted 18.2kReads9.3Score3kShelves

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They are all super, super, invincible and beautiful! ! I spent so much time watching it that I forgot all about eating and sleeping! !

126 我 I Changed 12 in My Notes Nanyangli385k WordsCompleted 25Reads8.3Score—Shelves

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Two male protagonists, you have the final say whether it's good or not [laughs]

127 穿 Transformed into Vicious Cannon Fodder, I Was Forced to Open the Shura Field One Word and Nine Words434k WordsCompleted 30kReads9.5Score5.2kShelves

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In the cage of the established script, dance a song of shocking rebellion - in-depth recommendation to read "One Word Nine Cauldrons" and "I was dressed as vicious cannon fodder and was forced to open the Shura Field". The script of fate has long been unfolded, with ink dripping and heart-breaking every word. You, a soul from another world, found yourself crucified on the pillar of shame of "evil cannon fodder" as soon as you opened your eyes. The name is just a few footnotes in the book, and the ending is a tragedy carefully designed by the author - betrayed by all, cast aside by thousands, and never ends well. This was originally the hell mode for countless book-wearers to start, but under the pen of "Yiyan Jiuding", "I Dressed as Vicious Cannon Fodder and Was Forced to Open the Shura Field" staged a hearty, laughter-filled Jedi escape, a gorgeous rebellion that blatantly graffitied on the established tragic fate. The situation of the protagonist (we might call him/her "the unlucky guy") is an art of despair. He is not the chosen one with the golden finger that can change his destiny, nor is he an avenger with a blood feud. He is just an ordinary person who has been forcibly stuffed into the skin of a "vicious" persona. He may be a little clever, a little eager to survive, and even has a bit of the salty nature of a modern social animal in his bones. However, what is he facing? He is the iceberg male protagonist in the original work who is destined to fall in love with the heroine and regards him as a thorn in his side; he is the affectionate second male lead who is gentle on the surface but has a dark underbelly and is always ready to stab him in the back; he is the vicious female supporting character who is arrogant and willful and sees him as a stepping stone; and there are those who are eyeing him and are ready to kill him at any time. The "plot correction power" that was eaten alive... Not to mention the cold, hanging sword-like "system" (or the inevitability of fate), was always whispering the countdown to death in his ears, forcing him to follow the "evil" script and move toward destined destruction. "Forced to open the Shura field" - these seven words express the protagonist's helplessness and absurdity. He doesn't want to be involved in those whirlpools of love and hatred, he doesn't want to be a stepping stone to promote the relationship between the male and female protagonists, and he doesn't want to be vicious for the sake of being "vicious." He just wants to live, to live peacefully and with dignity. But fate, or the ruthless author of the original work, had already laid a dragnet for him. Every eye contact, every unexpected encounter, and even every time he tries to escape by retracting into his turtle shell, may be twisted into "premeditated" viciousness, dragging him deeper into the quagmire of the Shura field. The subtlety of "Yi Yan Jiu Ding" lies in this: he turned a cannon fodder counterattack story that should have been full of bloodshed and cruelty into a darkly humorous survival guide, a variation on destiny that dances thrillingly on a tightrope. The protagonist's "viciousness" is no longer a thin label in the original work, but has become an absurd weapon, a survival strategy, and even a bitter irony. When he is forced to be "evil", his "evilness" often carries a kind of tragedy of breaking a can, a kind of joking of "I'll show it to you", and a kind of helpless wisdom of "since you all say I'm bad, then I'll be so bad that you can't laugh or cry". He may use the most exaggerated acting skills to recite the most shameful lines, but in his heart he is complaining crazily; he may be stumbling upon the heroine on the surface, but in fact, a strange combination of circumstances has contributed to her good deeds, and he is still confused; he may have hurriedly hugged the most unexpected thigh (such as a passerby or background board in the original work) in order to avoid the center of the Shura field, and accidentally opened another branch line that is even more chaotic. This strong contrast constitutes the core source of laughter and tension in this book. "Yiyan Jiuding" is extremely good at portraying this kind of "free will" under "involuntary control". Under the coercion of the system, the coercion of the plot, and the judgment of everyone's eyes, the protagonist is like a dancer wearing heavy shackles. However, he did not give up the struggle. Behind every seemingly passive and "evil" behavior, there may be a carefully calculated (or crooked) gap in his survival. He uses modern thinking to deconstruct the ancient logic of sadomasochism, uses complaints to dissolve the heavy sense of fate, and uses a "rotten" attitude to fight against the aura of tragedy imposed on him. His resistance is not an earth-shattering counterattack, but is reflected in every subtle moment when he tries to deviate from the script: a roll of his eyes to the sky, a blurted out modern Internet slang, a "magic operation" that tries to stay away from the center of the storm but accidentally involves more people. This struggle to survive in the cracks and reveal reality in the absurd makes the protagonist's image extremely vivid, and also makes the readers feel strong empathy and love while laughing. The so-called "Shura Field", under the control of "Yiyan Jiuding", also presents a refreshing look. It is no longer a simple sadomasochistic arena, but more like a huge, out-of-control, and unexpected stage. The cold, affectionate, domineering, and yandere characters in the original work all deviated from their established tracks under the wings of the protagonist, the "accidentally intruding butterfly". The "frostbite" of the iceberg male protagonist may be caused by the protagonist's nonsensical operation, and his expression may collapse; the calculations of the affectionate male protagonist may repeatedly fail when the protagonist does not follow the routine; the provocation of the vicious female supporting character may become boring due to the protagonist's "sincere" (or completely ignorant of the situation) reaction. The existence of the protagonist is like a strange-flavored bean thrown into a calm lake, fermenting the "dog blood" of the entire Shura field to create an unexpected, complex taste of sweet, sour, spicy and salty. Readers are looking forward to not only how the protagonist will survive, but also to see how he will turn the entire Shura field upside down with his vicious character of being "forced to do business", exposing the flaws of those superior characters, and even... A faint tendency to be led off the rhythm? The charm of "I was dressed as vicious cannon fodder and forced to open the Shura Field" goes far beyond stress relief and laughter. ** "Yiyan Jiuding", through the shell of this absurd comedy, accurately penetrates into deeper issues: the dilemma of identity, the boundaries of freedom, the alienation of people by labels, and the dazzling light that an individual's small resistance can burst out in the face of powerful fate (or narrative logic). ** Every time the protagonist is "forced to be vicious" is a silent accusation against the crude setting of the original work; every time he tries to "be himself" and causes chaos, it is the most powerful mockery of the fate of "cannon fodder". When readers laugh at the protagonist's wit (or misfortune), they may also at some moment think of themselves who are labeled with various labels and expected to play various roles in reality. Reading this book is an emotional roller coaster. It makes you worried about the protagonist's desperate situation, marveling at his clumsy and clever survival operations, laughing at those unlucky oolong scenes, and softening your heart at the fragility and tenacity he occasionally reveals under the weight of fate. The text of "Yiyan Jiuding" is full of spirituality, the rhythm is lively, the complaints are accurate, and the characters interact with each other with sparks. It perfectly combines the frustration of being "forced" with the refreshing feeling of "anti-kill", creating a unique reading experience. If you are tired of the same Long Aotian-style counterattack and long to see a more rebellious and wise protagonist in the book-travel theme; if you love black humor and enjoy savoring the complexity and reality of human nature in absurd plots; if you feel about the propositions of "fate and resistance" and "label and self"; or if you just want to purely relax and experience a "forced business" adventure with constant jokes, climaxes and hidden philosophical thoughts; Then, "I was dressed as vicious cannon fodder and forced to open the Shura Field" by "Yiyan Jiuding" will definitely hit your heartstrings. Open this book and follow the most "grieved" and "hard-core" cannon fodder in history. Together, in the flash of swords and shadows (and the dancing of chickens and dogs) in the Shura Field, he dances his own shocking dance of survival. You will find that when a puppet is determined to break free from the threads, even if it looks awkward, it is the most touching legend in itself. Because, the real counterattack sometimes is not to reach the top, but to draw one's own mark on the script called "destiny" - "I don't"!

128 你 You Have a Sword! You'll Die If You're so Good at Teasing! Grapefruit1.0M WordsCompleted 33.4kReads9.6Score3.8kShelves

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Who knows? I dug up a bunch of super two-male protagonists, and I went crazy! From the mad criticizing the master to the arrogant secret guard, every book shows the "tension", and the whole process is full of warnings! 1. "You have a sword!" You'll die if you're so good at teasing! When the sword becomes refined, will it still be able to fish? The cold sword master × the sultry sword spirit, the pure love god of war is ecstatic! Who couldn't watch the scene where the sword edge brushed against the collarbone and said "good luck"! 2. "Whose Luding Master was hugged and kissed by the evil disciple?" The reverse strategy of the crazy evil disciples, the master went from "cold-faced refusal" to "blushing and gasping", and the kiss scene in the smoke of the incense burner directly made him a god! Furnace play + master-disciple taboo, pure love carries the flag all night long! 3. "Red and White" Red wedding dress × white mourning dress, two powerful onmyojis flirt with each other! The wake at the funeral parlor, the wedding sedan and the change of coffin, the supernatural thread + the ambiguous pull, it is strange and lustful, I dare not look directly at the red and white things after watching it... 4. "Give Him the Power" A powerful man × a tolerant spy, pretending to "cooperate" but actually fishing for each other! The suffocating kiss in the pile of office documents brings a thousand twists and turns to the "hand-to-hand" routine. Pure love in the workplace will drive you crazy! 5. "The Holy Lord gave me a light punishment, and the secret guard cried again (At Your Majesty's Will)" 9.5 Points The arrogant emperor × the crybaby secret guard! He secretly stuffed a heater into the stove when he was punished by kneeling down, and applied medicine before being flogged... He looked ruthless on the outside, but in reality he doted on her to the core. The story of her crying and counterattacking was so sweet that her throat was so sweet! 6. "What about the extreme disgust you promised?" Why are you holding me and crying (Magnolia on the Branch)" Pseudo-disgust but true secret love! Jealous, pretending to be aggressive but secretly hugging her in the middle of the night, being kissed to death for her "disgusted" line, being hard-mouthed in both directions, and pulling during the ambiguous period can make people look like they are starved of oxygen! 7. "Others dress up as the master, I dress up as the evil disciple (reverse strategy for evil disciples)" Wear the book to reverse the routine! Others are being chased as masters, but I'm seducing like crazy disciples! The scene where the master's ears turn red and he talks back hard, and the scene of forced love is a perfect example of the "reverse strategy"! Quick code to start: This wave of double male protagonists has welded "ambiguous tension + divine plot" to death, with crazy criticism, fishing, two-way secret love... There is always one that will blow your mind! It's easy to laugh out loud when watching it before going to bed (or be so sweet that you lose sleep), so lock it now!

130 授 Give Him a Handle Zhou FuyaoAncient Romance96k WordsCompleted 26kReads9.5Score3.2kShelves

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The author's control over details is unparalleled. From a calligraphy and painting that hides a mystery, to the flickering of candlelight during a late-night secret meeting, every scene is full of cinematic quality. Reversals come one after another, when the heroine discovers the true identity of the hero, and when the hero puts himself in danger to protect her, those forbearing and passionate love, coupled with the tense and exciting court affairs, make people unable to stop watching! Highly recommended to all book lovers who like brain-burning plots and extreme tension, you can earn money by investing in it!

135 戾 Rough and Wild Deer Yin281k WordsCompleted 41.6kReads5.8Score6.5kShelves

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Taboo Tweets | "Rul Ye" **🔥 "We haven't seen each other for four years. Mr. Shen is very capable of committing suicide." Ji Zhouye pinched his waist and pushed him against the floor-to-ceiling window. He bit his Adam's apple and sneered: "When you cried and begged me last night... You thought of calling me Ji Zhouye?"** On the night of the business reunion, Shen Ru offered himself a pillow for the contract, but his dignity was torn apart by his former lover: "Want to sign? Kneel to accept." **💥 Fatal Confrontation** "Are Mr. Ji satisfied?" Shen Ru buttoned up his blood-stained suit. Ji Zhouye suddenly pulled off his tie and bound his wrists: "Satisfied? It will take four hundred nights to pay back the four years you owe me!" **🌧️ Dark Sweet Pet** When Shen Ruo fled to the airport, Ji Zhouye broadcast a wanted order in the city with tens of billions of orders: "Come back, contract and marriage certificate... You can choose." **✨ Hot tweets: ** 1. **Bathroom Imprisonment**: "Ji Zhouye, you bastard!" "Well, I only show you the bastard." 2. **Scar kiss redemption**: He licked the whip marks on Shen Lu's back: "You gave me this pain, and I have to spend the rest of my life to relieve it." 3. **Ultimate Reversal**: The last page of the contract hides a yellowed engagement: "Party B's obligation: Lifelong owner Ji Zhouye" 4. **Crazy confession**: "It's true that I hate you... But it's also true that I don't want you to die."

136 笔 Letters from Pen Pals AochenModern Romance463k WordsCompleted 16.3kReads9.5Score3.4kShelves

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The first book really has a campus flavor, running in both directions, which is particularly healing. Gong and Shou didn't know what they looked like at first, and they kept communicating through letters. When they found out that Shou transferred to Gong's school, they became roommates (probably). Gong accidentally found out that Shou was the person who had been writing to him (Shou didn't know it yet), and Gong began to get to know him. Shou was so cute and boyish, and the whole story was very sweet. I felt that he was right. The second book is a mix of sweetness and sadism, so if you like forcefulness, you can read it. This book is really sweet, sad and a little bit... Dddd, Gong controls Shou for a reason, Gong and Shou love each other for real, Shou is the kind of saosao, Gong is particularly fond of. [The most important thing I didn't mention is that Shou was trying to escape because Gong had too much control, so he was strangled to death by Gong and reborn] Gong didn't want to kill him! ! ! I am afraid that if I say too much it will affect the perception, I will not describe it in detail. Go see it! Go see it! Go see it! You can't buy it and suffer a loss, you can't buy it and you can't be fooled. I really feel the dank male ghost smell! Rush!

137 爱 Falling in Love with the Cute Little Classmate, the School Beauty Fainted from Tears Durian Flavored WatermelonUrban2.9M WordsCompleted 129.3kReads9.1Score21.5kShelves

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[Rebirth of sadomasochism] 💔 He died tragically in a car accident on the way to the school beauty's wedding. His soul was wandering when he saw his ugly duckling classmate remove his thick bangs and cry to his grave! "Ye Lin, little bean sprout likes you..." After his rebirth, he hugged his cute little classmate tightly: "In this life, it will be me who chases you." # Two Directions Secret Love # rebirth redemption #crying out the whole network

138 怨 Crazy with Resentment A Peerless Onion A470k WordsCompleted 105kReads9.6Score20.1kShelves

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The cramped bathroom was Jiang Yu's prison. **The cold shackles imprisoned his ankles and locked his shaky dignity. ** His naked upper body was curled up in the corner, and the dim light reflected his trembling back and broken pleas: "I was wrong... Please let me out..." In the air, there were only water drops dripping, and the sound shattered his nerves and brewed the fear in his bones. Until the footsteps as light as ghosts sounded - outside the door, there was the "light" that he hated deeply, but was the only "light" he could grasp in despair. Jiang Yu rushed towards the door like a dying animal, roaring to admit his mistake, just for a breather. Outside the door, the woman's deep and smiling voice was the elegant and cruel voice of the controller: "You know you're wrong?" "Think about it?" Every word was like a feather scratching Jiang Yu's tight strings, with the pressure of a heavy fall. When the door was pushed open violently, in the backlight, the figure cast a huge shadow, completely covering Jiang Yu - is it salvation? Or sink deeper? ** ** "Hateful Love" is a taboo game that dances on the edge of hatred and desire. ** See how the embarrassed prey Jiang Yu struggles to survive in fear, and **peep how the controller carves his exclusive prisoner with a gentle blade**. Hatred is hardened to the bones, lust is like poison. Is it the body that is locked in this cell, or is it two souls that have been entangled to death and cannot be separated? **When the sound of the collision of chains becomes the most morbid love song, do you dare to step into this cage game in the name of love? **

140 我 My Space Produces Melons and Fruits, and I Rely on Them to Escape from the Wilderness. The Butterfly Is UnwillingAncient Romance1.5M WordsCompleted 40.7kReads9.2Score6.3kShelves

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## "Bumpy Journey": A desperate voyage among the stormy waves! The "perfect" East Coast trip for the Xia family of four was instantly torn apart by strong winds and huge waves! The sea in July is no longer the gentle blue, and the rolling black waves are like the roar of a giant beast, pushing a fragile modified fishing boat into the abyss. **The boat is bumping! ** The hull groaned, as if it would disintegrate in the next second. In the cabin, mother Wang Wenfang and daughter Xia Anru vomited one after another, and each violent shaking made their despair deeper. **My heart is pounding! ** In the cockpit, his son Xia Anyang was sweating on his forehead, staring at the flashing red dot of the GPS with trembling fingers. The piercing siren on the radio repeatedly announced the terror: "The central wind force is 13 levels! Take shelter immediately!" - But their only guidance has failed. **Fate is bumpy! ** Father Xia Zhaofeng clung to the railing, glaring at the raging sea that swallowed everything. His cry of remorse was almost swept away by the strong wind: "A broken boat with eight hands! A broken radio station! Do you want this damn bumpy journey for you?!" A disaster caused by greed for gain, a desperate voyage against death. When the fangs of a Category 13 storm bite the small fishing boat, can the four members of the Xia family survive this thrilling turbulence? The thrilling journey begins now!

141 穿 After Dressing up as a Real Eunuch, I Met a Cold Palace Prince Thousand Gardenias359k WordsCompleted 15.3kReads9.5Score3kShelves

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Two male protagonists + ancient times + pure love. Shocking! Neptune is reborn as a eunuch, and actually forms a forbidden love with the cold prince. Are you tired of the same romance stories? Looking for a different kind of journey that breaks the rules, is passionate and soulful? Today I recommend a novel with two male protagonists. The main protagonist is a eunuch and a cold palace prince. There is no female protagonist, allowing you to immerse yourself in a unique ancient emotional world! Gu Xiangyu, who used to be a free and easy King of the Sea, was caught and raped by his current girlfriend in a hotel due to a trap set by his ex-girlfriend. He begged hard, but his girlfriend said, "A person like you might have to become a eunuch to be honest," which became a turning point in his fate. In order to save his love, he chased him on the road. An accident caused him to travel to an unknown world, and he woke up as a clean little eunuch! In the new world, he met the neglected prince of the cold palace. Although the prince is in trouble, he is ambitious, wise and perseverant; Gu Xiangyu relies on modern thinking and cleverness to gain a foothold in the palace. The two use each other at the beginning, but gradually understand and support each other. In the face of palace intrigues and pressure from all forces, they worked together and saved the day from danger time and time again.

142 尘 Dust Flies into the Blue Clouds Beichen HimselfUrban7.1M WordsCompleted 52.5kReads9.2Score4.1kShelves

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🔥 "Top God" - Every second you breathe, you are printing money! 🔥 💸 Bind [Infinite Money Printing Machine], poor? Removed from dictionary permanently! Lin Yang, yesterday he was a social beast who was dumped by his girlfriend and ridiculed by his relatives. Today he woke up and could swipe black cards all over the world! Bank balance∞! The system prompts: "Dear Shenhao, you are passively crediting 1 million per minute, please spend your money..." ⚡️ Shenhao clicked on the nuclear explosion scene: ✅ [Throwing money to slap your face·so exciting that you will have an intracranial orgasm] Your ex-girlfriend is begging to get back together? Helicopters raining money: "After picking up, disappear!" Snobby relatives blocking the door? **Acquire their company and fire them where they are! ✅ [Inhumanity·Subversion of cognition] "The city center is too noisy?" Buy the entire land and build a private forest! "There is only one limited-edition supercar?" **The production line is bought out, and the colors are collected as a mural! ✅ [Money clears the way and moves the world] Top celebrities? One sentence for the concert exclusive! International chaebol? Sorry, I have the final say in your stock market! 🌟 The ultimate realm of Shenhao: money is a tool, and structure is the king! From mindless squandering to "shaking the lifeline of technology, medical care, and energy with capital" - the schools he built are free! The pharmaceutical company he invested in saved the world! The satellite he launched was named "Chao Ability No. 1"! "When money is just a number, the real heroes pave the way with gold and light the lamp for all living beings!" 💥 Why do millions of readers stay up late to catch up on updates? ▶️ Every page is throwing money: no frustration, only continuous high-energy critical hits! ▶️ The system is constantly being operated: [Challenge mission: spend 5 billion in 24 hours! Reward: Go back in time for 10 seconds? ▶️ The protagonist's three views are super upright: Those who step on me will be punished, and those who help me will be rich and powerful! It's refreshing and refreshing, and it's heart-warming! 🚀 A one-sentence guide: "Yesterday you ignored me, but today I made it impossible for you to climb high? No, I made you not even qualified to climb!" 💎! Immediately inherit the trillions of assets of "Top Gods" - every minute of your life, you will experience the ultimate happiness of "exploding money"! 💡Effect: Let the target readers (who pursue the ultimate feeling of money and relieve stress quickly) experience a surge of adrenaline within 3 seconds, creating the impulse "I must experience this happiness immediately"!

143 撩 After Flirting with Me Wrongly, I Was Spoiled to Death by My Scumbag Uncle MenglanModern Romance3.0M WordsCompleted 22.3kReads9.3Score2.2kShelves

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"After I Fell Wrong, I Was Pampered to the Bone by a Scumbag Uncle" is a perfect reversal. It's so sweet to abuse a scumbag! On the eve of their engagement, Shen Yuan was betrayed by her fiancé and her best friend. After a night of indulgence, she slept with the wrong person - the other party turned out to be the cold uncle of the scumbag fiancé, Bo Qing, the king of hell in the business world! For the sake of a romantic relationship, who knew that the man pinched her waist and asked harshly: "You want to run away after flirting with her?" From then on, she ran away from him, she tore the white lotus and tortured the scumbag, and he silently handed the knife to deal with the aftermath. In front of people, Bo Qing is a living king of hell who kills decisively, but behind the scenes, he holds her in his arms and dotes on her: "My woman, who dares to touch her?" Highlights of the tweet: A slap in the face: tearing apart a scumbag man and a bitch with no mercy! Two strong men flirting with each other: the cool designer x the paranoid boss, the ultimate adult pull! The sense of taboo is full: the plot of the scumbag kneeling and calling his aunt is so relaxing! "Bo Qing, we just had an accident..." "Accident?" He bit the tip of her ear and chuckled, "Then it will be an accident for the rest of my life." # # Chase Wife Crematorium #sweetpetshangshang High-energy warning: The male protagonist is addicted to protecting his shortcomings, and the female protagonist is A and sassy. After reading it, she will be transported to Shen Yuan!

144 仙 Emperor Xianwu Six Realms and Three PathsEastern Fantasy9.4M WordsCompleted 174.9kReads9.1Score27.8kShelves

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**Pingjiang City·Mountain Road Outside the City** The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the rugged mountain road red. Ye Chen staggered as he walked, every step he took was like stepping on the tip of a knife. The sharp pain that came from his Dantian was far less than the coldness in his heart. The majestic mountain gate of Zhengyang Sect has long since disappeared from sight, and along with his ten years of youth, all his longings and that little bit of poor loyalty, they were ruthlessly abandoned. "The dantian is broken, and there is no chance for immortal cultivation..." "Zhengyang Sect never leaves waste..." "I have raised you for three days, and my kindness and righteousness have been exhausted..." Those cold and harsh words, like maggots on the tarsus, echoed in his mind over and over again. He clenched his fists, and his nails dug deeply into his palms again. The blood was mixed with dust, sticky and messy. "Heh... Hehe..." Ye Chen let out a few dry laughs, which seemed particularly sad on the empty mountain road. He raised his head and looked at the outline of the huge city on the distant horizon bathed in the setting sun - Pingjiang City. It was a place where mortals gathered, and it was also the only place where he, a "waste" with a broken Dantian, could go now. The future is uncertain and my heart is filled with despair. He didn't even know how long he could survive dragging this broken body on the edge of the world of immortality where the weak preyed on the strong. **Pingjiang City · Wuming Xiaowu Gym** At the same time, in the small courtyard of the martial arts hall, Yi Feng was in a daze facing the "Warm Yang Nuan Jade". "Master Xuanyun... The Supreme Elder of Qingyun Sect..." He chewed these two names over and over again, feeling like he was dreaming. Holding the piece of warm jade in his hand, the warm breath seeped into his body, which not only dissipated fatigue, but also caused some minor hidden wounds caused by his years of practicing those "useless skills" to be slowly nourished and repaired. "Tai Chi... Is it really that amazing?" Yi Feng scratched his head, puzzled. He walked to the old locust tree in the courtyard and subconsciously started Tai Chi again. This time, his mood was completely different from before. No longer a routine exercise, but with a hint of unprecedented inquiry and... Awe? His movements were still smooth and smooth, but driven by the skill of "matching the gods" and combined with the gentle energy emitted by the warm jade in his hand, he felt as if his body had an extremely subtle resonance with the surrounding environment. The rustling of the leaves in the wind, the faint hustle and bustle of the street market in the distance, and even the smell of the soil underfoot... All became very clear. There seemed to be an extremely weak, vague breath in his body, slowly flowing through his limbs and bones as he moved. This aura is extremely thin, far from being what cultivators call "spiritual power" or "genuine essence". It is more like... An amplified rhythm of life itself. "Huh?" Yi Feng stopped and looked at his hands in surprise, "Illusion? Or is it the effect of the warm jade?" He shook his head and decided not to think about this too mysterious question for the time being. The most urgent thing is—dinner hasn't been served yet! The plan to sell secret books was interrupted by Xuan Yunzi (although he unexpectedly got a treasure), and he still failed to gain anything today. "Alas, baby can't be eaten as food." Yi Feng sighed and carefully put the warm jade away close to his body, feeling the warmth coming from his chest. He touched his shriveled belly and looked at the blacksmith house filled with discarded iron tools in the corner of the martial arts hall. "It seems that tomorrow I have to pick out a few pieces of 'scrap' from the past and go to the blacksmith shop to exchange for some rice." According to the system's judgment, the weapons he made were perfect works that were "on par with the gods." But in this world, without the blessing of spiritual patterns or special materials, they were just a pile of ordinary iron with strange shapes that could not be sold at a high price and could only be treated as scraps. This is one of the reasons why he has been complaining about the "uselessness" of the system. **Pingjiang City·City Gate** The night is getting darker and the lanterns are starting to turn on. Ye Chen dragged his heavy steps and finally arrived at the huge gate of Pingjiang City. There were people coming and going at the city gate, including business travelers in a hurry, hawkers shouting and hawking, young men wearing bright clothes and angry horses, and travelers like him who were tired of life. The hustle and bustle of the city rushed to his face, but it made him feel even more out of place. He was like a lonely ghost, wandering into the city with the crowd. There were many shops on both sides of the street, brightly lit, and the aroma of food wafting up made him feel thunder in his stomach. He touched his empty pocket. With his meager savings as an outer disciple of the Zhengyang Sect, he barely managed to heal his wounds. How could he have any money left? Hunger, pain, exhaustion and a huge sense of loss overwhelmed him like a tide. He needs a place to stay, even the cheapest woodshed requires money. Ye Chen walked aimlessly, his eyes empty. A bun shop on the roadside was steaming with steam and the aroma was tempting. He subconsciously stopped and his Adam's apple rolled. "Go, go! You stinky beggar, don't stop me from doing business!" The big and round shop owner waved his hands in disgust, as if to ward off flies. Ye Chen's body stiffened, and a sense of humiliation surged into his heart. Once upon a time, he was also a disciple of the Immortal Sect who was expected to establish a foundation, but now he has been reduced to being scolded by mortals! He clenched his fists, but the severe pain from his dantian instantly drained him of his last bit of strength, leaving only a deep sense of powerlessness. He staggered back, avoiding the crowd, and turned into a relatively secluded alley. The alley is deep, and there seems to be a small courtyard at the end. There is a shabby plaque hanging at the door. In the dim light, two words can be barely made out - Martial Arts School. Martial Arts School? Ye Chen didn't have any trouble in his heart. A mortal's martial arts hall was meaningless to him, a former immortal cultivator. All he wanted now was to find a corner and curl up. However, just as he was about to sit down against the corner, the ajar door of the martial arts hall was pushed open with a creak. A young man wearing simple cloth came out, carrying a torn sack in his hand, which seemed to contain several heavy iron items. The young man has a delicate face and a strange peace between his brows. He is not as rough and arrogant as ordinary martial artists, but... Has an indescribable temperament. What surprised Ye Chen the most was that there was no trace of spiritual power fluctuations in this young man, he was a pure mortal. Yi Feng was preparing to take the "scrap iron" to a familiar blacksmith shop at night to exchange for some rations for tomorrow. As soon as he went out, he saw Ye Chen huddled in the shadow of the alley. His clothes were ragged, his face was as pale as a ghost, there was still blood on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were empty and desperate, like a dying lone wolf. What made Yi Feng's heart skip a beat was that this young man had an overwhelming sadness and... A kind of deathly silence after being completely destroyed. Yi Feng's footsteps paused. He was an ordinary person before time travel, but he has been struggling with food and clothing since time travel, and he is well aware of the difficulties at the bottom. The man in front of him had obviously encountered a huge change and was in extreme despair. "Hey, you..." Yi Feng hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Are you okay? Do you need help?" Ye Chen raised his eyelids and glanced at Yi Feng. His eyes were lifeless, as if he were looking at a stone. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head, lowered his head again, and buried himself deeper into the shadows. Yi Feng frowned. This man was seriously injured and his breath was very weak. He thought about it and suddenly remembered his healing skills that were "on par with gods" - although he thought it would be okay to treat a mortal's bruises, but the person in front of him... Forget it, let's treat a dead horse as a live doctor. You can't watch him die on your doorstep. "You're seriously injured, come in." Yi Feng's voice became gentler, "My place is broken, but at least it can protect me from the wind and rain. I... Know a little bit about medical skills, so I can help you." Ye Chen's body trembled almost unnoticeably. He raised his head again and looked at Yi Feng with eyes full of disbelief and deep wariness. In this world of the jungle, kindness for no reason? He no longer believed it. "Why?" Ye Chen's voice was hoarse and dry, like sandpaper. Yi Feng was startled by his question, then scratched his head and showed a helpless smile: "Why? Uh... Maybe it's because you fell in front of my house? You can't just die without saving me, right?" He pointed to the dilapidated door lintel of the martial arts hall, "Besides, do you think my martial arts hall looks like it's rich and powerful enough for you to plot against?" Ye Chen followed his finger and saw that the martial arts hall was indeed in a dilapidated state, with some abandoned iron lumps piled up at the door. It was worse than the worst outer disciple's house he lived in Zhengyang Sect. There was silence for a moment. The hunger in his belly and the tearing pain in his Dantian finally overcame his guard. Ye Chen tried his best to hold on to the wall and stood up with difficulty, shaky with every step. Seeing this, Yi Feng quickly stepped forward to support him: "Be careful!" When he started, he felt that this young man was surprisingly thin, his body was cold, and he smelled of blood. Ye Chen's body stiffened instinctively, as if he wanted to resist, but in the end he weakly allowed Yi Feng to hold him up, moving step by step, and walked into the dilapidated door of the martial arts hall. Inside the door, there is the shadow of the old locust tree dancing in the moonlight, and there is a corner filled with discarded weapons. It is an extremely ordinary scene. But inside the gate, a master who possesses a "useless" full-level magical skill but doesn't know it is supporting a genius disciple whose Dantian is broken and has been abandoned by the Immortal Sect. For two people who were "abandoned" by their respective worlds, in this ordinary martial arts hall, the intersection of fate quietly began. --- **Follow-up highlights:** 1. **Yi Feng's "medical skills":** What incredible effects will Yi Feng's "god-like" healing skills show when treating Ye Chen, a cultivator with "broken Dantian"? Can it repair Dantian? Or does it exhibit other unexpected characteristics? This will directly shock Ye Chen and become the first cornerstone for reconstruction after the collapse of his worldview. 2. **Ye Chen's observation:** Although Ye Chen's cultivation is completely useless, he has a sharp vision

146 小 Boy Jianghu Mr. NonsenseEastern Fantasy309k WordsCompleted 8Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Gaga looks good!