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Books by A Bowl of Ginger Tea
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So, as a Kept Lover, I Started Writing BL 于是被包养的我，写起了bl文
On March 22, 2024, I was laid off. Since I'd already bought a home in S City, I couldn't even retreat to my hometown. With nowhere else to turn, I contacted a friend in S City (hereafter called my “keeper”) and asked if I could stay at his place for a while as I looked for work. But whether because I wasn't capable enough or for one reason or another, I just couldn't find a job I liked. With nowhere else to turn, I asked my keeper for help again. Keeper: I'll support you. And so, after becoming
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Wang Zhaojun, Wang Zhaojun, Why Do Your Tears Fall So Freely? 昭君，昭君，何事泪纵横？
In the thirteenth year of the Nanjing era, the civil sphere flourishes while the military declines. The Qi army has guarded the northern frontier for ten years. Though it has repeatedly repelled the Yelu cavalry and held firm against their southward advance across the desert, the imperial court pays tribute year after year, hoping to buy a brief respite. But the court's pens and papers prove deadlier than the blades beyond the border. As factions at court tear each other apart, an imperial edict
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Global Survival: I Choose Summoner from the Start 全民求生，开局我选召唤师
A global announcement rang out in everyone’s minds: Blue Star had been forcibly connected to the God Realm. In Abandoned District 101, players across the globe were forced into a survival game. Warriors, archers, mages, priests… Everyone rushed to choose the most popular classes. Only Chen Mo picked the Summoner, a class nobody wanted. “Summon a demon rat? What can a rat do, give the monsters a snack?” Faced with a screen full of jeers, Chen Mo said nothing. Only when the demon rat evolved
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After My Master Ran Off Because of Me, He Sent Me a Little Junior Brother 师傅被我克跑后，又送我个小师弟
[Possessive, lovesick younger top] × [Softhearted, sharp-tongued, cool bottom] In the end of the magical era, spiritual energy is scarce, and the cultivation world has collectively decided to lie flat. Su Qingji, a rogue cultivator, puts on a Meituan delivery uniform to support his family. By day, he delivers takeout. By night, he hunts vengeful ghosts. Then one day, he receives a text message: “Congratulations! You have been hired as a Special Affairs Liaison for the city.” He looks at the
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