Little Mole Fanfic with Two Male Protagonists

3 快 Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Ruthless, Feral, and Fierce Ke Xiaoyao1.5M WordsCompleted 5kReads9.3Score559Shelves

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Hey hey hey, highly recommended, it's really good-looking [The God of Bird Food][The God of Bird Food][The God of Bird Food]

8 劲 Shocking! The Villainous Male Side Character Has the Antagonist Wrapped Around His Finger by Cross-Dressing Glutinous Rice and Pineapple Rice630k WordsCompleted 17.2kReads9.5Score3.2kShelves

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They are both male protagonists, very sweet and funny, good-looking and good-looking

10 请 Excuse Me, Is This the Green Tea You Ordered? A Real Tough Guy z272k WordsCompleted 1.9kReads7.8Score346Shelves

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These are fanfics with two male protagonists, very good-looking, very sweet, including quick wear and rebirth.

23 变 After Turning into a Dire Wolf, I’m Carried Off by a Lion Wei Nuo Time and Space791k WordsCompleted 19.5kReads9.3Score2.9kShelves

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The first of these two books is about traveling to the beast world, and then being targeted by a lion. Both of them are strong men. In the second book, he was on a mission to bring two male protagonists together, but both male protagonists fell in love with him and one of them was crazy.

25 这 This Villain Really Loves the Protagonist I'm Not Xiao Qi1.6M WordsCompleted 5.4kReads8.9Score758Shelves

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**Title:** [After being knocked away by a high-beam dog, I actually became a noble in a different world? ! This wave of blood profit! 💥] **Copywriting:** (**Critical attack at the beginning**) 🚗 **"Gan! The last words before death were to scold the high-beam dog... And ended up traveling to a different world?!"** (**God unfolds the plot**) 🍜 Previous second: So poor that he eats instant noodles with half a ham sausage 💥 Next second: Being hit by a large truck and being thrown out of a 3D surround with pain ✨ Open your eyes again - **Dark purple costume + noble status** will be credited directly to your account! (**Details crit**) ✔ The moment I touched the silk robe on my body... **"The texture is better than the tissue paper I wiped my face with!"** ✔ After discovering the truth about time travel... **"Criticizing a high-beam dog actually triggered the hidden time-travel mechanism?"** (**Soul question**) ⚠️ So now the question comes - **① First find a magic mirror to see if you are handsome** **② Immediately ask if there are high-beam dogs in this world** **③ Pretend to have amnesia to deceive a noble lady** (**Ending joke**) "Suggest changing the name to "About me scolding a distant-beam dog but becoming a noble from another world"" 👇 **What will be your last words before you die? **Hurry up and grab the comment section!

26 惊 Shocked in Late Autumn Xia Liuyu201k WordsCompleted 1.2kReads9.5Score203Shelves

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The two male protagonists work together to break the situation, with a mixture of sweetness and abuse, and constant high energy!

27 无 Infinite Flow: Outrageous! The Big Shot Refuses to Act Human Every Day Bai Zuizui1.1M WordsCompleted 19.5kReads9.6Score2.8kShelves

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Two men! And the author's writing style is super, super good. I really like it so much or just love it ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh [admiration] [admiration] [admiration] [already planted]

28 失 Starlight Out of Control Si Jiao371k WordsCompleted 58kReads9.6Score8.3kShelves

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The character is superb! On the outside, he looks cold and avoids strangers, but in fact he is gentle and possessive on the inside. Shou is the kind of cute little girl who looks cute but is very independent on the inside. With an innocent and beautiful face, when he secretly had a crush on Gong, he looked cautious and full of joy. It really poked me! Gong didn't notice Shou's intentions at first, but he kept teasing Shou unconsciously, making Shou blush and bewildered. This kind of interaction was so delicious! The author understands the hearts of us fujoshi very well. The daily details of Shou's crush are full of details, from the deer bumping into each other when they see Gong, to the cute and clumsy things she does to attract Gong's attention, all of which make people smile. And as the story develops, Gong also gradually realizes his special feelings for Shou, and the atmosphere of a two-way secret love directly fills the air! The ambiguity and little thoughts between the two people are really sweeter than eating honey. The emotional lines in the book are delicate and touching. It is not the kind of love that is achieved overnight, but slowly ferments and heats up in daily interactions. Every look and every conversation between the two seems to contain endless love. In addition to the emotional line, there are also some light-hearted and funny plots in the plot. The friends around Gong Shou are also very interesting, adding a lot of joyful elements to the story. Definitely not to be missed! Come and see, let's eat life and death together!

29 来 Come On, If You Dare to Marry Me, I Dare to Marry You Little Carp Who Wants Seafood493k WordsCompleted 1.5kReads7.3Score164Shelves

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This is a super interesting modern pure love fan novel with two male protagonists. The story revolves around the blind black man. When someone said that he wanted to raise him, he resisted in his heart. After all, he felt that even if he was an animal, he should be a blind man and not a mouse. The novel unfolds in a relaxed and humorous way, and its unique perspective is eye-catching. In terms of plot, there are not only interesting interactions between the two male protagonists, showing a different kind of emotional collision, but also various interesting things about life in a modern background, which make people laugh. The author's portrayal of the characters is very delicate, and the image of the black blind man is very vivid, and his psychological activities and behaviors are full of personality. Readers who like dual male protagonists and modern fan fiction must not miss it. I believe it will bring you a different reading experience.

30 快 Quick Transmigration: After Torturing the Big Shot to Tears, I Faked My Death and Escaped Seagull Swimming1.0M WordsCompleted 24.1kReads9.5Score2.3kShelves

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Worth a look, very nice

37 商 The Business World's Young Master Is in Tears: Why Did His Wife Stop Flirting? Mr. Gemini360k WordsCompleted 39.6kReads9.4Score6.2kShelves

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Highly recommended. The writing is exquisite and the plot is full of fun. Seasonality is to die for. He died in the neglect of his biological parents, in the trap carefully crafted by the fake young master Shi Xingxiao, and in everyone's scolding of "Why is he so vicious?" Like a wisp of insignificant smoke, it dispersed and no one cared. ——When he opened his eyes again, he went back to the day when he was taken back to a wealthy family and "acknowledged his ancestors and returned to his clan"! Shi Xingxiao's extremely hypocritical and pretendingly affectionate "brother" rang in his ears again. In his last life, he humbled himself to please and longed for family affection, but what he got in exchange was eternal disaster. This life? Fuck family ties! Forbearance be damned! Shi Xingxiao's eyes were quenched with ice, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile that was extremely cold: Shi Xingxiao's most cherished antique cup? In front of him, there was a "snap" and it fell to pieces! Shi Xingxiao's proud "true young master" identity? Okay, then let everyone see who the fake is! The Bai Yueguang that Shi Xingxiao couldn't chase? **Interesting... Shili's eyes are turning, and his target is the rumored unattainable porcelain. He is no longer prey. He is a hunter who works step by step, knocking back the traps carefully designed by Shi Xingxiao one by one! Seeing the fake young master fall step by step into the hell he had been in, Shi Ling only felt happy. The road to revenge is smooth and exciting, with only one variable - porcelain depth. Why does this legendary cold-hearted and unattainable leader of the porcelain family seem like a different person? When Shi Ling throws a cup, he hands the hammer over: "Does your hand hurt?" Shi Ling reveals his identity, and he supports him: "Who dares to question me, a porcelain-shen person?" Shi Ling deliberately approaches, and he... Directly cocks his lips and bites the hook, with hot eyes: "Enough fun? It's my turn." Ci-shen's sincerity, like hot magma, makes Shi Ling panic. He is an evil ghost crawling back from hell, full of schemes, how can he be loved again? "Cishen, we don't..." Before the words of rejection were spoken, the person was pressed hard against the cold wall! The man's bony hands pinched his fragile neck, his breath was dangerous and hot, and his eyes were filled with a frighteningly paranoid possessiveness: "Shilian, you provoked me, and you still want to run away?" "I will follow your game to the end. But I have the final say in the rules!"

38 科 The Imperial Exams: A Top Scholar from a Poor Family Ju HeHistorical1.0M WordsCompleted 31.5kReads9.2Score3kShelves

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• Looking up historical materials in "Records of the Ming Dynasty" late at night • Feeling happy about the modern college entrance examination • When I see a wealthy family, I want to say "Er Cao and his reputation will be destroyed" **🌟In the vertical and horizontal series of "The No. 1 Scholar from a Poor Family", the backbone of the children from a poor family has never been broken! ** (If you need to adjust the style, please let us know at any time. You can focus on "powerful battle of wits", "farming infrastructure" or "passionate direction")

41 重 Reborn: Back to 1983 to Become a Tycoon Half Gratitude, Half GrudgeUrban3.4M WordsCompleted 148.6kReads9.3Score17.9kShelves

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A great novel, with a strong sense of immersion. The protagonist fell into despair after traveling through time, and later gained success and recognition step by step through his own efforts. It is very thought-provoking.

42 民 Notes of a Folk Feng Shui Master Big EggplantMystery6.3M WordsCompleted 242.2kReads9.1Score33.3kShelves

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Are you curious about the mysterious world of Feng Shui? The "Diary of a Folk Feng Shui Master" series of novels will take you into a Feng Shui world full of fantasy and suspense. In "Feng Shui Master Diary: Zhang Tianqi", the protagonist Zhang Tianqi was born in a Feng Shui family. At the age of 25, he has made a name for himself in the Feng Shui world with his profound family knowledge and talent. While providing Feng Shui services to clients, he encountered various supernatural and horrific events, from spooky old houses to strange cemeteries. He relied on Feng Shui knowledge and wisdom to avoid dangers time and time again, and at the same time uncovered a Feng Shui conspiracy that had been hidden for thousands of years.

43 莫 Never Underestimate a Poor Young Man The One Playing the ZitherUrban5.9M WordsCompleted 71.9kReads9.0Score8.6kShelves

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So pretty

44 快 Run! Wei Zheng Is Bringing His Son to Court! My Bumpy JourneyHistorical1.2M WordsCompleted 50.4kReads9.0Score5.5kShelves

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Mist locks the green hills. Lin Xia opened the window, and the moist mist rushed in, wrapped in the scent of neem flowers. The rainy season in this small southern town is like a wet cloth that cannot be shaken off, making people breathless. She stared at the empty street downstairs. The rainwater meandered on the bluestone slabs into countless small rivers. She suddenly remembered what her mother said on the phone three days ago: "Your dad is ill again. Please come back and take a look." Her fingers unconsciously rubbed the cracks on the window lattice, where the crooked sun drawn with crayon in her childhood still remained. Twenty-two-year-old Lin Xia has lived in this city for four years and works as a copywriter in an advertising company. I shuttle between office buildings every day, writing all kinds of gorgeous but empty advertising slogans, until that phone call is like a rusty key, opening the dusty door deep in my memory. When packing her luggage, she dug out the diary at the bottom of the box. There are dried locust flowers sandwiched between the yellowed pages, and the handwriting still has the youthfulness of a girl: "Today, my father taught me to ride a bicycle. I fell three times and broke my knees, but I finally learned it!" The father in the photo is wearing a washed white shirt, smiling heartily, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes are full of sunshine. But now, he is trapped in the fog woven by Alzheimer's disease, and he can't even recognize his daughter. When the high-speed train slowly entered the small town platform, the rain started to fall even harder. Lin Xia held an umbrella and walked on the familiar yet unfamiliar streets. The shop signs had new looks, but the old locust tree was still in place, its branches and leaves rustling in the wind and rain. I saw my unit building from a distance, and there were faded blue shirts hanging out on the balcony - they were my father's favorite clothes. Even though I couldn't tell the season now, my mother would still wash and dry them habitually. The moment I opened the door, the strong smell of Chinese medicine hit my face. My father was sitting on a wicker chair, looking out the window blankly. Hearing the sound, he turned his head slowly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his cloudy eyes: "Who are you looking for?" Lin Xia's throat tightened, and she forced a smile: "Uncle, I'm here to repair the water pipe." His father said "Oh" and turned his face back. My mother came out of the kitchen with more gray hair on her temples than the last time we met. "Don't argue with him," her mother said as she took Lin Xia's luggage, her voice filled with tired relief, "Even I often forget to take antihypertensive medicine as jelly beans lately." Lin Xia followed her mother into the kitchen and watched her add water to the casserole and cut yellowed ginger slices. She suddenly discovered that the back of her mother's hands were covered with age spots, like fallen leaves in autumn. At night, Lin Xia lay on the bed, listening to the sound of rain outside the window and her father's intermittent murmurs. Memories came flooding back: when she was a child, her father would carry her through Qingshi Lane on his back to buy her maltose; when she was in junior high school, her father silently quit smoking because her grades declined, saying he would save money to enroll her in a cram school; until the day before the college entrance examination, her father suddenly fainted at the construction site and was diagnosed with signs of Alzheimer's disease... Early the next morning, Lin Xia decided to take her father out for a walk. She pushed her wheelchair and walked slowly along the riverside trail. The father's eyes were wandering, sometimes staring at the water in a daze, sometimes reaching out to catch the petals falling in the air. When passing by a teahouse in the old town, my father suddenly became excited and made babbling gestures. Lin Xia remembered that when she was a child, her father often brought her here to listen to storytelling. At that time, he could still shake his head and sing along with the storyteller: "The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass eastward..." "Do you want to listen to storytelling?" Lin Xia asked softly. My father seemed to understand, and his eyes lit up. The teahouse owner was still the same as before. When he saw them, he was stunned at first, and then greeted them warmly: "Old Lin, it's been a long time! Sit down, sit down!" As he said that, he turned on the radio, and the familiar storytelling voice sounded: "Speaking of that Liangshan hero..." The corners of his father's mouth rose slightly, and there seemed to be a smile in his wrinkles. Lin Xia looked at him and suddenly realized that perhaps his father was not completely lost in the fog of memory. Those precious pasts were still hidden in a corner, waiting to be awakened. In the following days, Lin Xia took her father out every day. Sometimes he goes to the park to feed the pigeons, and sometimes he goes to the vegetable market to buy his favorite crucian carp. She found that as long as she talked about her childhood with her father, his eyes would become clear. "Remember that year when it snowed heavily, you took me to build a snowman?" Lin Xia asked softly. The father tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly said in a vague voice: "Snowman... Hat..." The mother looked at the father and daughter, with a mixture of relief and sourness in her eyes: "These days, he is rarely so happy." Lin Xia then understood that what his father needed was not expensive medicine, but companionship and memories. She began to use her mobile phone to record every moment she spent with her father, taking pictures of the sauce on the corner of his mouth when he was eating steamed buns, taking pictures of him smiling silly as he stared at the kite, and taking pictures of his shadow swaying in the sunset. One morning a week later, Lin Xia was making porridge in the kitchen when she suddenly heard her mother's exclamation from the living room. She rushed out and saw her father holding on to the wall, trying to stand up tremblingly. "Xiao Xia..." Her father called out her name vaguely. Tears burst out of Lin Xia's eyes instantly, and she ran over and hugged her father tightly. At this moment, she felt her father's rugged back trembling, but she also felt the long-lost warmth and strength. On the day of return, the rain stopped and the sun penetrated the clouds and shone on the small town. Lin Xia was sitting on the high-speed train, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, feeling calm and determined in her heart. Once, she thought she could get rid of the burden of life by escaping from the small town. Now she understands that real growth is not about escaping, but about facing the hardships of life and finding inner peace in loving and being loved. The phone screen lit up, and it was the WeChat Moments she had just posted. The picture was of her father wearing a straw hat and sitting in the yard basking in the sun. The text had only a simple sentence: "Some love will never get lost." Soon, a reply from her mother popped up in the comment area: "Go home early for dinner, your dad said he would make sweet and sour fish for you." Lin Xia looked out the window at the gradually clearing sky, with a smile on her lips. It turns out that in the journey of life, the most precious scenery is not far away, but deep in the heart; the most healing power comes from those ordinary but warm daily lives. She knows that the story between herself and her father continues, and this love that has accumulated over the years will always illuminate her path forward.

45 保 The Guaranteed University Place Was Already Taken, but After Being Reborn, She Didn't Want It Anymore Spring and Autumn on the StringsModern Romance1.0M WordsCompleted 2.2kReads7.2Score195Shelves

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It's really, really good! It's really true! [Eat melon]

49 寒 The Poor Scholar Who Squandered His Family’s Wealth Xun BeiyiHistorical3.5M WordsCompleted 8.7kReads8.4Score1.1kShelves

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Really awesome❛˓◞˂̵✧