Steal a Kiss

My new novel, "Tipsy," is out now, and "A City's Secret Crush" is ongoing...

Mu Yang once suffered a crushing defeat.

When she first fell in love, the drunk rich kid Song Mo stole her first kiss.

The next day, Song Mo acted as if nothing had happened. "Who remembers anything after drinking too much?"

1. Mu Yang returned after spending several years abroad. Song Mo had become a big shot in the automotive industry, spending his days switching between luxury cars and beautiful women.

Her best friend asked, "You know him?"

Mu Yang sneered. "I've met him. He's no good."

At a private beach, she watched Song Mo approach, looking every bit the handsome gentleman.

With a roguish smile, Song Mo leisurely unbuttoned his shirt with one hand. "Yangyang, take a look. Am I any good?"

His muscles were clearly defined beneath a perfectly lean layer of fat: abs, pecs, biceps, and traps.

Mu Yang glared at him and kicked him.

Song Mo climbed back out of the sea, pulled Mu Yang into his arms against the sea breeze, and lowered his eyes as he leaned in to kiss her. "My Yangyang has grown up."

Mu Yang's heart twisted in pain. Was a second crushing defeat coming her way?

This shepherd dog was determined to run wild in this barren desert, kicking up a sandstorm to vent his anger!

2. Song Mo had been crowned the most seductive man around. Rumor had it that even his nemesis, Mu Yang, couldn't stop thinking about him.

Song Mo pressed her against the wall. "Take me home."

Mu Yang: "Beg me."

"Please, Yangyang." Song Mo curled his lips into a smile. "Am I good enough?"

Mu Yang: "You'd make a good simp."

Song Mo leaned close to her ear. "Yangyang, I could lick someone like you until my tongue broke."

Mu Yang swallowed the breakfast Song Mo had made with tears in her eyes.

He smiled. "It's okay if you can't finish it."

Mu Yang cried. "No. I want to outlive you."

#I want to live longer than you. When you die, I'll bring my dog to pee in your desert.#

A shameless, calculating desert x the haughty beauty Mu Yang

New novel: "A City's Secret Crush", Please add it to your favorites!

1. When Song Qingcheng was twelve, her family went through a crisis, and Lu Ying took her home for the summer.

Little Qingcheng: "Brother, you mustn't date in college."

Lu Ying said lazily, "Kid, dating in college is already dating late."

The next day, little Qingcheng learned a new phrase and pounded on a bowl to wake Lu Ying up. "Dalang, wake up and take your medicine!"

Lu Ying: "..."

2. When Song Qingcheng was twenty-two, she was in a car accident. Pressure on her optic nerve from a blood clot left her temporarily blind.

"Hello, I'm your caregiver, Uncle Lu."

Song Qingcheng clenched her little fists and trembled. "But... I asked for a female caregiver."

The man's voice was as cool as a mountain spring. "Mm. I'm a woman, Lu Shu. Shu as in 'book.'"

Song Qingcheng: "..."

You're not!

She had once played a few tricks to stop him from dating.

Now Lu Ying was here to get his revenge!

When he wiped her face, she clutched her neck, afraid he'd strangle her.

When he brought her food, she fed the dog first and only dared swallow it after the dog survived.

"Stop pretending. The doctor says you've recovered. Time to pay up."

Song Qingcheng looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I don't have any money. Can I pay in installments?"

Lu Ying chuckled, lowering his lashes to look at her. "Sure. One yuan off for every kiss."

"..."

What a great deal!

Song Qingcheng summoned all her courage. "Brother, would fifty cents do?"

Calculating, haughty Lu Ying x sly, timid Song Qingcheng

* Age gap, one-on-one romance, happy ending

New novel: "Tipsy"

Yan Wei quietly married Qin Huaihe, a wealthy man from the city.

She was his secret "proper wife," unknown to the outside world. Keeping a low profile, she took care of the household and cooked for Qin Huaihe, but all she got in return was a casual taunt from him: "That's just how Yan Wei is. She's a lightweight."

Yan Wei left him with one sentence and never looked back.

"He has everything, except a heart and soul."

From then on, Qin Huaihe, who had always walked among the clouds, never again found a woman like her, with a hidden blade in her heart, carving her way through every obstacle.

On a rainy night, Qin Huaihe wrapped an arm around her waist, his gaze deep and dark. "Give me a kiss, and I'll take my heart and soul out for you to see."

Yan Wei's red lips curved slightly. "Forget it, Qin Huaihe."

Friend: "Brother He, do you still have your heart and soul?"

Qin Huaihe: "Get lost!"

[I have everything, but she doesn't want any of it.]

Three years later, Qin Huaihe watched the radiant woman onstage with a glass of wine in his hand, his eyes lowered. He was proud of her. "She's the mother of my child."

With bright, expressive eyes, Yan Wei answered a reporter's question. "Yes, I'm single."

After the event, he stopped her. His eyes reddened. "Director Yan, you're flying higher and higher."

Yan Wei smiled. "Light people naturally fly high. I should thank you for saving me back then, Director Qin."

The thin layer of ice in Qin Huaihe's eyes shattered completely. He moved close to the beauty mark at the corner of her eye and bit her. "Heartless woman. I saved you, but you never once thought to turn around and save me."

For the ninth time, Qin Huaihe posted the same message on Weibo:

[My wife, Yan Wei. My heart and soul.]

#A thousand layers of longing shattered my delusions, while a heart without love eased my countless sorrows#

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