After the Max-Level Expert Became a Little Kid

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There's a legend in the interstellar world:

A Dragon King sleeping in the depths of the sea on a certain planet possesses the power to rule the universe.

The prince chosen by the dragon will become the undisputed ruler of the entire interstellar world.

To claim the dragon, the various planets mobilized powerful forces.

As the only surviving dragon hatchling, Eve was treated with the utmost respect throughout the empire.

Even the most exalted Emperor treated her with the utmost courtesy, honoring her as a distinguished guest.

Yet this Dragon King, treasured by everyone, only loved following the good-for-nothing Fifth Prince around like a little shadow, then sweetly calling him "Big Brother."

*

Sijin had never been taken seriously, not since the day he was born.

He was withdrawn, solitary, and stubborn, a prince despised by the empire.

Then, by chance, he came into possession of an egg.

A little dragon hatched from it, and when the dragon grew up, she transformed into a young woman.

This little dragon, adored and cherished by the entire interstellar world, clutched his clothes in her soft little hands. Her tail swished as she begged, "Big Brother, hug me."

Sijin took her hand and kissed her palm. His voice was hoarse. "All right..."

#If I become king, I will make you my sovereign.#

World-weary, good-for-nothing young demon king × adorable, pampered little darling

Please note:

1. One-on-one romance, focused on healing and redemption.

2. Contains some original worldbuilding. Please don't overanalyze it.

3. Starting from chapter 18, this story will be behind a paywall from August 6. If you've already read those chapters, be careful not to buy them twice.

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[Blurb]

An Qin was a rising star in freestyle snowboarding, destined to draw the attention of countless people.

In this sport, dominated by European and American prodigies, she was its sole pioneer.

But one month before the Olympics, An Qin suffered a serious fracture during training.

She made her way to the top of the big air ramp despite her injuries, stubbornly riding her board into an incredibly difficult spin, before crashing hard in the landing zone.

An Qin wept on the course.

Reborn, An Qin still chose the snow she loved so passionately.

An Qin was a blade, stained with bright red blood, carving a path through a pack of wolves.

She stood on the highest podium at the Olympics.

She was the champion.

*

An Qin knew Jiang Yuan.

Both were prodigious snowboarders, the two rising stars everyone had pinned their hopes on.

In her previous life, Jiang Yuan tried to push beyond the limits of human ability and ended up in the hospital, never to walk again.

On the last day she visited him, he struggled to speak. "An Qin, you have to win that gold medal for us."

In this life, An Qin held her snowboard and looked at the spirited young man beside her, smiling softly.

"Jiang Yuan, your gold medal will only mean something if you win it yourself."

Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow, snow settling on it. "What about you?"

An Qin reached out to him. "I'll see you at the top!"

From that moment on, the world of snowboarding changed hands.

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[Blurb]

Xia Wan thought she was cold-hearted. She didn't believe in love, but had no choice but to agree to the marriage her family arranged.

The man introduced by her elders was gentle and polite. He held out a large, warm hand, and Xia Wan took it.

The man smiled and introduced himself. "I'm Fu Yang."

Xia Wan thought he must be a very gentle person.

After the wedding, they made an agreement. It was a fake marriage, in name only, and Xia Wan had never intended to cross the line.

So when Xia Wan saw Fu Yang chatting intimately with a dazzling woman at the annual banquet, she turned and walked away.

But before she could take two steps, someone caught her by the wrist.

The coldness at the corners of Fu Yang's mouth slowly faded. Everyone watched as he took the cool, beautiful woman by the hand, holding her with the utmost intimacy.

"This is my wife." Fu Yang gazed at her with a smile. "Mrs. Fu."

After the banquet, Xia Wan confronted Fu Yang. "I told you we were keeping our marriage secret, and that it was fake. We're going to divorce!"

Fu Yang only looked at her and smiled, his eyes growing darker. He gently pried her hand open, then firmly laced his fingers with hers.

Xia Wan's expression turned cold as she opened her mouth, but he pressed a finger to her lips.

Even now, his domineering manner was still wrapped in tenderness.

Fu Yang smiled. "Wanwan, from the moment we got married, I never agreed to a divorce. Even a fake marriage counts."

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