[Coming Soon] "Stop Pretending, Big Brother" · Younger wolfdog seme x artistic beauty · Waiting for your support
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His live-in partner lost his memory every night after a car accident.
Song Lian: Not a big deal.
He thought he was still a seventeen-year-old high school student.
Song Lian: ...I'm doomed.
Back in high school, Song Lian was the wildest troublemaker at Anjiang No. 1 High School. He and Mo Wensheng, the student council president who was as cold as ice, remained at odds even after being assigned to the same dorm room.
Some death-defying soul dragged them into the school's CP forum, and overnight they topped the BE list.
Remembering how they'd once been at each other's throats, Song Lian knew their cohabitation agreement was doomed. He quickly packed his bags.
But he was stopped at the door.
"You're wearing too little."
The man blocking the door furrowed his handsome brows in displeasure and reached out to pull Song Lian's collar closed. His unusually gentle tone was surprisingly intimate. "What if you catch a cold?"
"Come here." The broad-shouldered "high schooler" spread his arms, as naturally as if he'd done it countless times. "Let me hold you again."
There seemed to be something wrong with his memories of high school.
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An employee watched in shock as Song, secretary to the Xie family, stormed into the Mo Group's building and barged into the general manager's office.
He pushed their boss down into his chair and kissed him.
The employee stared in disbelief, then panicked and reached for the phone to call security.
But their boss didn't resist at all. He let the other man tug on his tie as he caught his breath, then simply asked in a gentle voice, "Have you had enough?"
When the answer was "No,"
he pulled him down and kissed him again.
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As a teenager, Mo Wensheng had a secret.
The roommate who hated him so much would always sneak over to his side at night.
The boy who was arrogant and unruly by day would curl up obediently, his eyes red as he clutched Mo Wensheng's hand in the darkness.
Like a little beast that could take on the world, he showed only Mo Wensheng his slender, vulnerable neck, whimpering for help.
And Mo Wensheng didn't find it annoying at all.
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Not pure fluff. A slow burn. There are misunderstandings to clear up. The memory loss will be cured.
Cover art by the lovely Qin Yi 3
Coming Soon
"Stop Pretending, Big Brother"
○ Younger wolfdog seme x artistic beauty
He kept making the same mistakes, no matter how often he was told off. Ji Yan's older brother finally left him in the care of a university professor friend.
Late at night, after getting enough sleep, Ji Yan kicked the door open and prepared to leave.
The moonlight was cold. A strange young man sat barefoot in the living room. At the sound, he turned to look at Ji Yan, his refined, aloof features bathed in silver light, so stunning it took his breath away.
He waved the paintbrush in his hand. "Hello. Could I paint you?"
Ji Yan paused for a moment, then kept walking.
The voice behind him continued, "Completely nude."
Ji Yan stopped in his tracks.
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At a bar, during a game of Truth or Dare, someone asked, "What kind of person does Teacher Xiao Wen like?"
Wen Zhiyan replied, "Someone well-behaved."
They asked again, "What exactly do you mean by well-behaved?"
A friend who knew the story glanced up and summed it up based on the person onstage:
More or less: tattoos covering half an arm, can take on three people in a fight. Two-time motorcycle racing champion, and everyone in the South District's nightclubs knows him.
Everyone at the table stared blankly. "Well-behaved? How is that... well-behaved? You're joking, right?"
Wen Zhiyan smiled down at his drink and said nothing.
Someone draped an arm over Wen Zhiyan's shoulder, eager to keep gossiping.
The lead singer onstage cut the microphone and strode over.
His tattooed arm swept the hand off Wen Zhiyan's shoulder. His excessively handsome face carried an innate air of menace. He leaned down beside Wen Zhiyan and murmured, lips pursed, "What else do you want to hear? I'll sing it for you."
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All their friends thought the university professor who took Ji Yan in had drawn the shortest straw and was doomed sooner or later.
But they watched as Ji Yan gave up smoking, drinking, and staying out late. He even stopped in the middle of a fight, picked up his guitar, and stood obediently off to the side.
He wiped his hands on his clothes, then grabbed the person who had just walked over. "They fell by accident. I was... just about to help them up."
Everyone: ...Stop pretending, man. That's way too fake.
But Wen Zhiyan calmly glanced at the people sprawled across the floor, clearly beaten up, then reached out and ruffled Ji Yan's hair.
"A Yan is the most well-behaved."
Everyone: (°Д°)???
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Coming Soon 2
"What Is a Boyfriend?"
Basketball team captain x music student · Switching semes and never looking back
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Theme: Face every day with a healthy, positive attitude.
I like it so much! It would be better if there was a side story QAQ
Wuhu
Please take care of the psychological shadow area hahahahahaha
Is there any update today?
Finished spreading flowers! Xql wants to go on a good journey and wants a side story;; plz
Finished reading! Beautiful love!
?*. ?(ˊωˋ*)??*.
Chapter 63 of Catching Insects! Because of the structure of the egg shell, no one can crush the egg with one hand. Would it be better to break it instead?
I'm crying when you look at me, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh my god ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong T_T
I like it so much! It would be better if there was a side story QAQ
Wuhu Please take care of the psychological shadow area hahahahahaha
Is there any update today?
Finished spreading flowers! Xql wants to go on a good journey and wants a side story;; plz
Finished reading! Beautiful love!
?*. ?(ˊωˋ*)??*.
Chapter 63 of Catching Insects! Because of the structure of the egg shell, no one can crush the egg with one hand. Would it be better to break it instead?
I'm crying when you look at me, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh my god ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong T_T
Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...