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Di Zhuo is a hell-raiser who lives a life of wine and women, and has spent years taking turns with others at the bottom of his grade.
His father was worried sick. He figured that if he didn't straighten his son out, one day they'd only be able to talk through a pane of glass over the phone.
Hoping to cultivate him through art and turn a rotten log into a work of root carving, while also hoping Di Zhuo could get into a decent university, Di Qiu arranged everything for him, from the art studio to the corners of his dorm bed.
Di Zhuo read the text and sneered, pinching out his scarlet cigarette butt between two fingers. A crowd around him howled and wailed, while the tide in his eyes ebbed and flowed, half-awake.
Shen Tingxi grew up wild for over twenty years. He could host a dinner party, cook a meal, outargue his aunts and grandmothers, and keep demons and monsters in line. But he couldn't stand one big bad wolf sheathing his claws and fangs, pestering him with a drawn-out:
"A Cong..."
An unpredictable, affectionate little wolf-dog top who wins people over by being cute & a seemingly refined but truly rotten, world-weary bottom
Mutually devoted, 1v1, daily updates.
Content warning: The bottom has dated before, but his ex is mentioned only in passing and barely appears.
I'll add anything else I think of later.
Everyone has different tastes. If this isn't for you, little darlings, we'll meet again another time. Please don't attack me personally!
If you ask, the keyboard wrote it itself. The author had nothing to do with it.
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Theme: Be strong in the face of setbacks and keep moving forward through adversity.
Look at this barren comment section... It's all my fault!
Big (polite) When you are in love, you can only be considered a couple if you have never liked the other person.
It's hard to say how bad people are. But the birth environment and conditions really doomed many people to have no common language. (.????.) To be honest, when I saw the package given by Pan Hui's mother to her roommate, I thought Pan Hui was someone who needed care (how naive)
Ever since the comics were stained, I felt there was something wrong with Pan Hui
Ah, this third roommate doesn't look very friendly.
Think about it, hey hey hey
Have you considered taking a look at your children? (Star Eyes)
Ahhhh, I forgot to mention it. This chapter is coded by mobile phone. I haven't had time to catch the bugs yet. I'm catching up on the next chapter, so I'll catch them together tomorrow. There may be reminders to revise the text~ Don't ignore me if you see it.
Hahahahahahahahahaha the author is so cute
Happy Year of the Ox. I love beauty, double happiness