Fishing Sister, She Has a Hard Mouth but a Soft Heart

The main text has been completed, and the plot is written in the extra chapter. The copywriting that I plan to write next is "Why is the Cold Sister-in-law like this", "Witch Tavern Business Diary" and "Safe Word Invalid" at the bottom. If you are interested, please click and save them. ———————————————————————— Beautiful, sexy and flirtatious young lady 0x cheerful and affectionate sports student 1 [Age Gap/Rescue Fengchen Literature/Two-way Redemption/he] Copywriting: Jiang Youlan is twenty-five years old. Looking back on her half life, it is as tortuous as a bitter novel. To put it simply, she has a useless brother, a mother who can't handle things, and a father who loves to drink. Many years ago, in order to escape from that home, she took the bus to Xia City overnight and sat there for nineteen hours. After getting off the car, she discovered that escaping was just the beginning. The hard part is how to survive. Fortunately, she has a pretty face and a not too high moral sense. In this way, she quickly entered an ancient industry and survived in the bustling big city. An alleyway littered with rubbish, a rotating blue and white striped cylindrical light bar, a camisole top and shorts decorated with sequins. These constitute almost her entire life. Until she met the short-haired girl. She saw another color in her eyes, another possibility of desire. There was determination, courage, and sharpness in that girl's eyes that she had never had before. From the moment they met, she walked towards her step by step, approached her, and walked into her. Until the lives of two people are entangled and mixed into the same color. Small theater ① Jiang Youlan: "Go away, you shouldn't be here." "Don't you miss me, sister?" Qingyi posted. Jiang Youlan looked away: "I don't want to." "Sister is always like this, hard-spoken and soft-hearted." "Well... There are other places that are soft as well." Small theater② The sky turned slightly white, and before they knew it, the two of them stayed up all night again. (Not that I didn't sleep all night) Jiang Youlan: "Pay." Qingyi: "Okay sister, please choose the payment method." As she said that, she moved forward again. Small theater ③ The young couple held hands and walked home after dinner with friends. Qing Yi said proudly: "My friends all say that my sister is good-looking and that I eat really well. Hehe, let them be envious." Jiang Youlan: "I won't give you anything to eat today." In the middle of the night, Jiang Youlan woke up in a daze, thinking it was a cat biting his leg, but when he opened his eyes, he found it. Not a cat. Small theater④ A few years later, the young couple went to a bar together. During the drinking game, Jiang Youlan drew a question note—— Where did you first meet the person you liked? "Barbershop." Jiang Youlan didn't even think about it. "Flower shop!" Qing Yi blurted out. Jiang Youlan turned to look at her suspiciously, but she refused to say when. At night, Qing Yi woke up and found that he was sleeping on the floor. Fortunately, there was a soft plush carpet for the cat beside the bed, so it was not cold. The cat was sleeping in her position on the bed, stretched out in a slumber, and even snoring. Qingyi:? Jiang Youlan: If you don't explain clearly, just sleep on the ground. Reading tips: 1. The two first met around 2016, and they were 1 year later. They were not both clean, and the elder sister was unclean. 2. The age difference is 6 years, and both parties were adults when they first met. 3. Generally speaking, it is a sweet story, with a slightly sour plot in the middle, and the ending is He. 4. If you have saved manuscripts, try to update them every other day. If you have a list, please update it accordingly. We will update it every day. Also known as "Blue Green" and "You and I Are the Same Color". Copywriting archive 2026.3.22 —————————————————————————————— "Why is the cold sister-in-law like this" The pampering and greedy color novelist idiot eldest lady 0x the calm, aloof and skillful dank female ghost sister-in-law 1 [Sister-in-law literature/pretending to be mixed with true feelings/elementary school student level strategy] When Ming Hanyin was thirteen years old, he woke up one day and suddenly found that he had a half-sister who was five years older than him, named Ming Hanyu. Listen, this name is more like a family treasure than myself. This cheap "sister" was the child of her father's ex-girlfriend. She was secretly raised outside until she reached adulthood before she was brought back. Once she came back, she was allowed to enter and leave her father's office and study to help handle business. The cheap sister is good-looking and has a lovable personality. Even if her status is embarrassing, she is not annoying. As time went by, even her mother gradually accepted her. According to popular costume dramas, Ming Hanyin fell from being the only eldest daughter of a noble family in the capital to the position of a worthless and unloved second daughter overnight. In just a few years, the eldest daughter of the concubine had firmly grasped the family business and the favor of her parents, and her ascendancy had become a reality. It's a pity that in modern times, Ming Hanyin can no longer sell the cheap sister. Alas, I was born at the wrong time. So, while sighing, she cultivated herself into a pampered and willful young lady in the name of keeping a low profile. He is good at spending money and has no mercy, and his personal abilities cannot be described in detail. Fortunately, when she was twenty years old, she discovered her talent - writing color novels. At this time, I forgot about my emotions when I wrote, and was so productive that it made readers cry. I was racing all the way on this niche track and made a lot of money. If heaven had not given birth to her message, the flower market would have been like a long night. But no one knows that the eldest lady Ming Hanyin, who can write fragrant rice every day, has never been in love, and has never really had any sister. Until one day, while typing late at night, a fire broke out at the neighbor's house. When Ming Hanyin hurried downstairs in her bear pajamas, she bumped into a drool-worthy sister in a suit and leather shoes with long flowing hair. Female ghost sister, she secretly named her in her heart. The kind of female ghost who is so beautiful that it takes your breath away. While waiting downstairs to put out the fire, Ming Hanyin mustered up the courage to strike up a conversation for the first time. Oh, the female ghost sister is called Leng Lingyu, and her name is as cold as the person she is. Somehow, she followed the ghost sister back home that day. Later I went to her house many times. Her schedule is similar to that of a mouse, probably a North American mouse. So the two almost never went out on official dates during the day. The first time the two met in the sun was at the engagement party of their sister Ming Hanyu. Leng Lingyu still has long flowing hair, is still cold and reserved, and wears a satin dress, like a god who accidentally entered the mortal world. It is a pity to marry into the Ming family that is full of copper smell. Ming Hanyin frowned, and his first reaction was that he and the cheap sister could be regarded as the younger Ming family sharing the same wife. Why is this not a good story in Beijing? (?) For! Varied! What! My sister became a sister-in-law! No, my sister seems to have become my sister's wife. No, no, writing color novels seems to be really messing up your brain. She wanted to scream like a prairie dog. Small theater ① "Sister-in-law, open the door. This is my sister." Ming Hanyin knocked on the door fiercely. Leng Lingyu opened the door and looked down at her helplessly, "Don't play such nonsense." "I'm my sister. We look a lot alike." Ming Hanyin ignored her and squeezed in on her own. Leng Lingyu thought she was very funny and deliberately teased her: "Really? How does it look like?" As she said this, her eyes wandered over Ming Hanyin. Ming Hanyin suddenly leaned forward and almost stole a kiss: "Don't you know, sister?" Small theater② Ming Hanyin sent a message to Leng Lingyu: "My sister is not at home, come quickly." Ten minutes later, Leng Lingyu opened her door and said, "Your sister asked me to bring you food." "I won't eat. If you don't divorce me, I won't eat for a day." Ming Hanyin has the best personality as a young lady. Leng Lingyu laughed silently, "We have been married for three months, and I haven't seen you starving to death?" Ming Hanyin glared at her, "I don't care, you feed me." "What to eat?" Leng Lingyu stopped smiling and looked at her with squinted eyes. When Ming Hanyin wrote the color novel, he never thought that he would be so disappointing. Small theater ③ Ming Hanyin: "Sister-in-law, my sister and I both have the last name Ming, and both are 0. Rounded off, they are all the same." Leng Lingyu: "Really? How is this rounded up?" Ming Hanyin: "No matter, buy one and get one free, you have to take it if you don't want it. Anyway, my sister Da Ming and I serve together..." Before she could finish speaking, her mouth was pinched. Leng Lingyu looked at her with a smile and said, "Don't always talk nonsense. Also, you don't know your sister very well." Ming Hanyin frowned: "What do you mean? She can't tolerate me? Whether I can make her tolerate it or not is up to me, we'll see." Leng Lingyu patted her face gently to stop her from talking nonsense, "Your sister is not 0." ———————————————————————————————— "Safe Word Failure" The tough-talking, soft-hearted, strong and affectionate Starbucks 1x sweet-tongued McDonald's 0 [Reunion literature/Food and drink/Fake things mixed with sincerity/Atypical pursuit of wives] The full text of the manuscript is available for deposit up to 50,000 words or 100 kilobytes are received in advance. Jiang Xuxing stepped on high heels and walked into Lu Mingxiao's office. High heels clicked rhythmically on the smooth marble floor. The beat is tuneful and angry. "A rare visitor." Lu Mingxiao did not raise his eyes to look at her. The footsteps were so familiar that she could already feel the other person's anger before he even spoke. The woman stopped at her desk. The postures of the two people were one high and the other low, but it seemed that the one who had the power to decide the direction of the night was not the one standing at the moment. "What? Are you here now?" "How are you going to beg me?" Lu Mingxiao looked up at her, his lips clearly smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes. The woman flipped her hair, stared into her eyes, and uttered a few words one by one: "Lu Mingxiao, don't go too far." "Now you are begging me. When begging, you have to beg for help." Lu Mingxiao looked at her face and smiled wildly. The woman bit her lip and seemed to have made some kind of determination, "Okay, I promise you. Just for one night, I will go to your house." Lu Mingxiao leaned back and slumped in the chair, "There's no need to go to such trouble, it's fine here. Aren't you familiar with my office?" "Sofa or chair? You can also stand." Lu Mingxiao squinted his eyes and stared at Jiang Xuxing for a long time, trying to catch every expression on her face, "You choose for yourself." Jiang Xuxing did not show the humiliated expression she expected. She seemed to be just angry and laughed angrily. "Okay, I'll choose." She smiled enough, climbed onto the desk, and climbed up to Lu Mingxiao as nimbly and gracefully as a hunting cat. "Is the safe word still the same?" Jiang Xuxing sat in front of Lu Mingxiao and unzipped the skirt with his backhand. Lu Mingxiao put his arm around her waist, "Safe word? There is no such thing tonight. It's just a transaction now." The woman's body froze, but only for a moment. She quickly found a smile to cope with this scene, "You miss me so much?" "It's been seven years, don't you miss me?" Lu Mingxiao asked her. The woman didn't answer, but there was a certain familiar understanding in the kiss. The temperature was scalding hot, and it seemed to be raining outside the window, pattering, covering up the sound of breathing. Lu Mingxiao hugged her, his eyes lost focus for a moment, and he murmured: "Your body seems to miss me a lot." "Lu Mingxiao, you still like to be sentimental." "Lu Mingxiao." Jiang Xuxing couldn't help but bite the shoulder of the man in front of him. "What?" Lu Mingxiao was in pain, "Is your guy not very good at it?" Jiang Xuxing's eyes turned red with anger and he bit her again. "Lu Mingxiao." "Huh?" Jiang Xuxing gritted his teeth and asked her: "You hate me so much? It's been so many years." "I don't hate you, don't I like you very much?" "Lu Mingxiao." "Guess? Which one?" Lu Mingxiao was having fun and couldn't hear those small pleas and whispers. Jiang Xuxing's voice finally softened a little, as if he was a little helpless, "If I said, I still love you." Lu Mingxiao's ears were ringing, and for a moment, she couldn't hear anything. ———————————————————————————————— "Witch Tavern Management Diary" Which witch opens a store with a rolling shutter door? Lan Nian spent a lot of effort to open the rusty rolling shutter door and stared speechlessly at the extremely simple door. It was the first day of business for her tavern. It was also her first day as a witch. After working overtime and dying suddenly, Lan Nian bound the business system, with random stores and random locations. Everything depends on fate. However, her face has always been extremely dark, she has never won a big prize, and she relies on krypton gold to play games. So, after opening the door of the tavern and seeing the snow-covered forest, she sighed in her heart, "It is indeed so." People will laugh when they are very helpless. In this way, the Witch Tavern began its first day of business. The first guest is a vampire who doesn't like the smell of blood, the second guest is an undead beagle, and the third guest is a seriously injured dragonborn. . . . . . Lan Nian: What does it mean? This is a tavern, not a weird asylum, right? In any case, the number of guests in the tavern is increasing, and even elves and dwarves have heard the news and come from far away just to drink a special drink, buy a blind box of snacks, or have a simple meal. In a panic, Lan Nian continued to create new products, expand stores, illuminate illustrated books, and collect materials. One day, her tavern will be known to everyone in Atlantis. Maybe that day, she can go home. Small theater ① Lan Nian has recently created a new drink. It is said to be made from hazy flowers. The color is dreamlike. It is said that after drinking it, you will have hallucinations like a beautiful dream. She approached Charmander and asked her, "Would you like to try it?" Charmander took a step back warily, "I won't drink." Lan Nian took a sip himself, his eyes sparkling, and he approached Charmander again, "Would you like to take a sip?" Charmander looked at her suspiciously and then at the wine glass. Lan Nian took advantage of Charmander not paying attention, kissed her suddenly, and put a little wine on her lips. Charmander licked his lips subconsciously. The taste is not too nightmarish. Half an hour later. Clerk A: Hey, what do you think happened to the boss? Shopkeeper B looked at the boss and Charmander squatting in the corner, giggling, and shrugged. Maybe it's because the new product tastes so good. Small theater② "I heard that dragon scales are very sensitive, is that true?" Lan Nian approached the little fire dragon with ill intentions. Charmander retreated again, "What do you want to do?" "Let's touch it," Lan Nian's eyes sparkled, and he stepped closer, "The store has already provided food and shelter, why don't you let me touch the scales? Don't be so stingy." Charmander reluctantly stretched out his tail, bit his lip, and let her touch it. The scales were hard and rough to the touch. Lan Nian didn't think there was anything special about it, so he touched it twice more out of doubt. Still nothing happened. As expected, the legend was all nonsense. Lan Nian lost interest and turned around to do other things. In the winter of Atlantis, night comes very early. In the evening, the tavern closed early, and Lan Nian went back to the bedroom to sleep. But something kept churning beside him. "Stop making trouble, go to sleep." Lan Nian grabbed a pair of hands covered with fine scales. "Don't be so stingy, human." Charmander stretched out his tail and wrapped it around her, leaning against her with bright eyes. Lan Nian didn't know if Dragon Scale was sensitive, but she felt a little sensitive now. Small theater ③ Lan Nian: "Dear guest, has your journey been too lonely? Is your life too boring? Have you ever considered buying a spiritual pet? There is no need to feed or shovel poop, only companionship and love are always by your side." Guest: "Sounds good. How much does it cost?" Lan Nian: "It coincides with the monthly store celebration. It doesn't cost any money and will be given to you for free!" The guest scratched his head and didn't believe it, "Really? Give it to me?" Lan Nian nodded firmly, "Do you want it?" The guest nodded hesitantly, and Lan Nian whistled, "Jingjing, come quickly!" A mass of undead crashed into the guest's arms, knocking him off his high chair. Lan Nian came out from behind the counter, picked up the customer and threw him out the door, "I wish you a happy time with your spiritual pet, dear guest." "Go slowly, don't send me away." The guest got up in a daze and asked, "Didn't you say it was a spiritual pet? Why do you give me this?" Lan Nian explained confidently: "How come undead pets are not spiritual pets?" Guest: "What kind of pet is this big-eared donkey?" "The beagle is very expensive. If it wasn't for an event, I wouldn't give it to you for free. Okay, take it home quickly." The guest walked away in a daze. Early the next morning. "Open the door, owner! I'll return this spiritual pet to you! I'll give you the money! Hurry! Open the door!" It was the voice of yesterday's customer, and now she was banging the door. Lan Nian is pretending to be dead. It seems that the twenty-ninth adoption failed again. Intention: No matter what the situation, don't forget to pursue love bravely