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Books by 雀鸟
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She’s So Soft and Sweet 她那么软甜
A cocky, handsome boy and a sweet, delicate girl. The male lead is attentive, handsome, and has abs. A short, sweet romance to take you back to your girlhood. Scene 1: “Brother Xun, the new girl is so cute, like a little fairy. Her voice is so soft and sweet. I think I’ve got a chance again,” Zhou Shiyi said, nudging Jiang Xun. Jiang Xun reluctantly opened his eyes and looked up. The morning sunlight streamed through gaps in the leaves and across the glass, falling on the girl. Her features were
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Quick Transmigration: The Male Lead of Every Plane Falls for Me 快穿之位面男主爱上我
A short, sweet story about quick transmigration through various worlds to win over the male lead. World One: A cool, aloof holy monk and a beautiful, bewitching demon World Two: A haughty doctor and a wealthy young lady World Three: A noble family’s daughter and a disabled prince World Four: Winning over a playboy World Five: The favored consort in the imperial harem World Six: Master and disciple
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With a System, I Roam the World of Immortal Cultivation 拥有系统的我，逍遥修仙界
Jiang Xuan stays up all night reading a novel, then inexplicably transmigrates to the Qingyuan Continent. As if transmigrating weren't enough, he gets exiled too. Luckily, he has the Godslayer Treasure Chest System. Just watch how I defy fate and change my destiny. (Lighthearted cultivation) + (power fantasy) + (System) + (underdog comeback) Jiang Xuan stands some distance away. On closer inspection, his breathing is ragged and his hands tremble slightly. This is freaking nerve-racking. As a shu
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Transmigrating to the 1970s: Sunshine for the Poor 穿越七零年代暖阳照寒门
[Pocket Dimension + Farming + Warm and Peaceful + Everyday Life] Excerpt 1 Lin Wei opens her eyes through the dizziness. Mottled earthen walls and the flickering light of an oil lamp fill her vision. She sits bolt upright as if electrocuted. Her rough hands and the faded, patched blue cotton jacket she is wearing both scream that something is wrong. This is certainly not the bed she should be lying in after a promotion celebration. “Xiaowei, are you awake? Get up, it’s time to work in the fields
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