Any Ordinary, Everyday Romance Stories?

1 赫 He Xiaohao's 3Rd Book He XiaohaoUrban387k WordsOngoing 69Reads6.2Score—Shelves

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Mainly daily love

2 戏 God of Drama: I Weave Destiny Chen Ling Is so CuteAncient Romance52k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Go read it if you like it (read the first one for me! The author has a great attitude!)

7 哀 Aihong: Pianpian Behind the Door Offshore Changming306k WordsOngoing 818Reads5.7Score102Shelves

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Aihong fanfic, quite sweet

8 酒 I Lost Control After Drinking, and My Sister from Jingquan Took Me to Get My Certificate. Southern Cherry TomatoesUrban284k WordsCompleted 460Reads—Score—Shelves

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The fourth book is particularly good-looking. I hate it if it doesn't look good. The third and fourth books are both written by the same author.

14 我 I Really Have a Soft Rice King System Song XiangbaiUrban2.0M WordsCompleted 134.4kReads9.3Score11.7kShelves

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People who were dissuaded by the title of the book

15 不 If You Don't Go to the Northern Part of the Qing Dynasty, You Will Evaluate the Country's Scholars as Soon as You Enter the Chinese Academy of Sciences? Milk Cat Eating Ice CreamUrban638k WordsCompleted 16.2kReads9.0Score1.1kShelves

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Produced by Lao Ice Cream, it must be a top quality product!

16 校 The Campus Belle Had Never Been Linked to Anyone, Until I Went to College Gege WuwuUrban3.0M WordsCompleted 378.3kReads9.8Score39kShelves

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Super sweet novel

17 英 The Heroic Me Lives on the Street and Is Taken Care of by the Devil Starving TurtleUrban2.7M WordsOngoing 47kReads9.4Score4.6kShelves

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Some brothers

18 分 After Breaking Up, I Lived with My Ex-Girlfriend. Add More Spicy Food to a Bowl of Cold NoodlesUrban430k WordsCompleted 40.1kReads9.4Score4.2kShelves

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This is the usual single-female love affair, you can check it out

19 偶 Met a Female High School Classmate by Chance and Took Her Home Ashue Who Is Squatting at HomeUrban1.1M WordsCompleted 23.7kReads9.3Score2.8kShelves

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Daily top daily

20 哀 Aihong: Spring Is Coming Again with Graceful Catkins Hyuga JiheiHistorical241k WordsCompleted 181Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Among the few Aihong series, I think it is a good book. Of course, the first one is mine. Everyone is welcome to read it.

23 和 Living Together with Qingmei, Whom I Have an Unfamiliar Relationship With. Little Demon KingUrban473k WordsCompleted 25kReads9.6Score2.9kShelves

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If you want to see it, just watch Qingmei. If it doesn't look good, cut me off.

25 她 She Said That Brothers Are Not Strong, so Give Birth to a Child to Protect Them. Give Me a Piece of What You're EatingUrban1.3M WordsOngoing 45.3kReads9.2Score3.7kShelves

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A defeated dog will always be a defeated dog, not to mention that the opponent is a heaven-defying existence + Qingmei.

28 这 This Human Cub Is Invincible HuxuanUrban2.0M WordsCompleted 873Reads7.0Score—Shelves

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"The Road to Qingyun" Chapter 1 The Youth of Qingshi Village The morning light was slightly dew, and the mist was like a gauze, covering the rolling green mountains. At the foot of the mountain, Qingshi Village is like a sleeping baby, lying quietly on this land nourished by spiritual energy. Next to the grain-drying field at the entrance of the village, a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old was riding a horse. Sweat slid down his angular cheeks and dripped on the bluestone under his feet, leaving a small dark mark. The young man's name is Chen Fan. He wears a coarse cloth jacket with several patches. His exposed arm muscles have smooth lines and reveal a calmness that belies his age. "Brother Fan, are you practicing again?" Came a clear female voice. Chen Fan opened his eyes and saw a girl with a double bun standing not far away, holding a bamboo basket in her hand. The basket contained some freshly picked wild fruits. This is the granddaughter of the village chief. Her name is Ling'er. She has a lively personality and is one of the few people in the village who is willing to talk to Chen Fan. Chen Fan stopped, wiped his sweat, and grinned: "Well, let's stretch our muscles and bones." Ling'er came closer and handed the basket to him: "Nuo, the freshly picked wild dates are quite sweet, here you go." Chen Fan was not polite, picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet and sour taste instantly exploded on his taste buds. "Thank you, Ling'er." "Thank you for what," Ling'er waved her hand and looked at him curiously with her big eyes, "Brother Fan, if you practice like this every day, can you really become an immortal cultivator like the old man in the village said?" Chen Fan's eyes darkened, then brightened up again: "Yes, I can." He was an orphan. He had lived in a ruined temple in the village as long as he could remember. He was raised by the villagers who fed him one bite at a time. When I was a child, I heard the old people in the village tell stories about immortal cultivators, saying that they could fly into the sky and escape from the earth, move mountains and fill the sea, and have endless lifespans. From then on, the idea of ​​becoming an immortal cultivator was like a seed that took root in his heart. The old man in the village said that deep in Qingyun Mountain, which is backed by Qingshi Village, there is a sect of cultivating immortals called Qingyun Sect, which comes to nearby villages and towns every three years to recruit disciples. This year is the year to recruit disciples. "There's only half a month left. The immortal master of Qingyun Sect will be here soon, right?" Ling'er asked. "Well, there are still fifteen days." Chen Fan nodded, with a hint of expectation and nervousness in his tone. To become an immortal cultivator, you must first have spiritual roots. Only by possessing spiritual roots can one sense the aura between heaven and earth, absorb and refine it, and embark on the path to immortality. The detection of spiritual roots requires the immortal master of Qingyun Sect to bring spiritual testing stones. "Brother Fan, you must have spiritual roots," Ling'er said firmly, "Look at how strong you are. You drove away the wild boar in the back mountain last time. You must have a connection with the immortal." Chen Fan smiled and said nothing. He knew in his heart that whether he had spiritual roots or not was not determined by his strength. There are many children in the village who also hope to be selected, but only one in ten thousand has true spiritual roots. In the next few days, Chen Fan practiced more diligently. He didn't have any secrets on Kung Fu. He just relied on his tenacity to hone his body by walking, punching and kicking. He knew that even if he had no spiritual roots, he would be able to survive in this world better if he had a good body. That evening, Chen Fan was cleaning a rusty iron sword in the ruined temple. He found this in the corner of the ruined temple. It is said that it was left behind by a passing businessman many years ago. The blade of the sword was already pitted, but he still treasured it so much that he took it out and wiped it every day. Suddenly, there was a noise outside. Chen Fan frowned, put down his iron sword and walked out. I saw a group of people wearing uniform clothes coming to the entrance of the village. The leader was a middle-aged man with a pale face and sharp eyes. There was a faintly palpitating aura about him. Behind him were a dozen young people, all of them full of energy and calm. "It's the immortal master of Qingyun Sect!" Someone exclaimed. Chen Fan's heart suddenly rose to his throat, but he didn't expect the immortal master to come early. The village chief hurriedly led the elders in the village to greet him, and bowed to the middle-aged man: "I didn't know that the immortal master was coming, and I missed the welcome from afar. I hope the immortal master will forgive me." The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and his voice was calm but with an unquestionable dignity: "We are here to recruit disciples under the orders of the sect. Now, let all the children in the village under the age of fifteen gather at the grain drying field." "Yes, yes," the village chief responded quickly, turned around and shouted to the villagers, "Everyone, bring the children out and gather at the grain drying field!" Soon, dozens of children gathered at the grain drying field, with excitement and nervousness on their faces. Chen Fan also stood in the crowd, his palms slightly sweaty. The middle-aged man took out a palm-sized, crystal-white stone, which was the spiritual stone. "Come up one by one and put your hands on the spirit-testing stone." A tough-looking little boy was the first to step forward and, following the middle-aged man's instructions, put his little hand on the spirit-testing stone. However, the spirit-detecting stone showed no response. The middle-aged man waved his hand expressionlessly: "Next." The little boy walked down in despair, his eyes red. Next, one child after another came forward to test, but there was never any movement on the spiritual stone. The faces of the villagers gradually showed disappointment, and the children became more and more nervous. "Brother Fan, it's your turn." Ling'er pushed Chen Fan. Chen Fan took a deep breath, calmed down, and walked to the spirit-testing stone. He glanced at the middle-aged man, who just looked at him indifferently and said nothing. Chen Fan stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the spirit-testing stone. Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Everyone's eyes were focused on the spirit-testing stone and Chen Fan's hands, and they didn't even dare to take a breath. One second, two seconds, three seconds... Just when everyone thought they were going to be disappointed again, the spirit-detecting stone suddenly emitted a faint cyan light. "Yes! There's a reaction!" Someone shouted excitedly. Chen Fan's heart skipped a beat and his eyes were fixed on the spirit-detecting stone. The cyan light became brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a cyan light pillar, shooting straight into the sky. The middle-aged man's originally calm face finally showed a trace of surprise. He looked at Chen Fan carefully and nodded slowly: "Yes, the wood attribute spiritual root is of acceptable purity. What is your name?" "Disciple Chen Fan." Chen Fan suppressed the excitement in his heart and answered respectfully. "Well," the middle-aged man nodded, "from today on, you are the outer disciple of my Qingyun Sect. Pack up and follow me back to the mountain early tomorrow morning." "Yes, thank you Immortal Master!" Chen Fan was so excited that his whole body was trembling, and he bowed deeply to the middle-aged man. The surrounding villagers congratulated Chen Fan one after another, their eyes full of envy. Ling'er also ran over and said with a smile: "Brother Fan, I said you can definitely do it!" This was written by me in 2016. Chen Fan looked at Ling'er and then at the familiar faces around him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He is leaving this place where he has lived for more than ten years and going to a new and unknown world. But he knew that this was the opportunity he had dreamed of,

31 重 Rebirth 2004: I Can Make Money by Writing 520 FarmerUrban1.6M WordsCompleted 35kReads8.7Score2.1kShelves

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It's rare that I haven't seen this kind of thing on Tomato. There are probably a lot of female videos. Since 2012 Hello! 2010: Rebirth: Wife and Children Hot on the Kang. This author writes a lot of this kind of stories, but they are all after getting married. My favorite with career year essays. I like all the novels about turning white when you sleep.

32 顶 Top Players Kill Crazy Copies and Kidnap Evil Gods White Peach Whining Dragon1.1M WordsCompleted 97.3kReads9.7Score13.4kShelves

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Very "ordinary"

33 闻 Hearing the Sound of Spring Evergreen and EvergreenAncient Romance161k WordsCompleted 31.9kReads9.6Score3.8kShelves

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They are all very sweet ~ feel free to eat [Blow a kiss][Blow a kiss]

39 第 Ninth Corona Forget Me Not VerEastern Fantasy1.0M WordsOngoing 313Reads7.3Score—Shelves

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A sweet daily novel about a different world, a farming novel with elves and little boys and girls [a heartfelt gift]

40 人 I Am Here to Write My Ordinary Life Hu Bao in 1998Urban246k WordsOngoing 4Reads—Score—Shelves

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It's so ordinary, from birth to adulthood, from first grade to university, from junior college to bachelor's degree, to working after graduation…. Life still goes on...

47 中 The Daily Routine of Investigating the 2Nd Grade Disease OriginalMystery646k WordsCompleted —Reads—Score—Shelves

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No, such a thing