A Spoiled Sweetheart's Guide to Pursuit

What should you keep in mind when courting a timid little sweetheart who startles easily?

* Don't scare him.

* Feed his clone, a big, chubby hedgehog.

* Give him cuddles when his spiritual energy runs low.

* Never disturb him when he's sitting in a corner, shutting himself away and drawing circles, except for kisses (//v//)

Zhou Xingzhi stared at the hedgehog clinging to his leg, deep in thought.

He poked the chubby hedgehog's little belly, then its soft, springy bottom, and frowned. "I don't know how to take care of hedgehogs."

Chu Shi's eyes immediately reddened. Sitting beside him, one hand covering his belly and the other rubbing his tingling lower back, he complained, "Don't bully it." That was my clone QAQ.

Chu Shi was born into a family of celestial masters, and has carried a seal on his body since childhood.

He has to find his fiancé and break the seal before he turns nineteen, or his life will be in danger.

Chu Shi waited and waited, but couldn't even catch a glimpse of his fiancé.

So he packed a little bundle, picked up a big, chubby hedgehog, and headed to Jincheng to find his future husband.

But his fiancé had no idea he even existed.

Chu Shi sulked for a while, then looked at his fiancé, whose forehead was dark with misfortune, and said, "You're in for a lot of bad luck."

Zhou Xingzhi sneered and pulled him onto his lap. "I think you're the one who's in for a lot of bad luck."

[Reclusive, timid sweetheart who startles easily and shuts himself away in a corner at the slightest provocation x refined scoundrel who is always having bad luck]

Reading Guide:

Modern supernatural, 1v1, happy ending, guaranteed sweetness.

*Thanks to my friend Yuejian Cha for helping with the blurb, mwah~

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Don't Bully the Lemon! [Interstellar]

[Clumsy beauty / soft and squishy lemon spirit x keep your distance / maximum possessiveness / cold, unhinged young general]

In the year 3086 of the Star Calendar, Qingning woke up to discover he was the last lemon on Earth.

Qingning was exhausted, hungry, and very poor.

When he opened the first page of the Capital Star Handbook:

[If you discover an endangered species, please turn it in immediately. You will receive a reward of 3,000 star coins.]

Qingning thought he could turn himself in, just a little, because he really needed the money.

But when he opened the second page of the handbook:

[The Research Institute hereby promises to use every scientific method available to help endangered plants reproduce. This includes, but is not limited to, slicing, soaking, and drying plants for research.]

Qingning's pupils trembled. He shut the handbook. Absolutely not!!

So Qingning hid his identity and tried to make a living, but still ended up being sent to the Research Institute to work as a janitor.

Looking at the walls covered in plant specimens, Qingning wept. This world really isn't lemon-friendly, sob...

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Later, Qingning discovered that feeding on the Imperial Young General's mental energy could fill his stomach.

So Qingning gradually drew closer to his "food."

The rumored Young General Lu Xun was cold, proud, and indifferent to others.

Qingning looked up uneasily and asked in a soft voice, "May I take a little bite? Just a tiny one."

Lu Xun let him gently bite his finger, lowering his eyes to hide the bone-deep possessiveness in them. "I only let the person I love bite me."

Qingning thought worriedly that becoming Lu Xun's sweetheart just to get something to eat sounded so hard QAQ.

#Even getting a full meal is so hard#

#I became the Imperial Young General's darling just to get fed#

Reading Guide

Interstellar empire setting, satisfying and sweet.

Another upcoming novel: Bound by an Obsessive Alpha After Losing My Memory. ABO, interstellar.

Blurb: [Beautiful, irresistible, aloof recipient x green-tea, dark, unhinged younger wolfdog who'll stab even himself]

In the year 1652 of the Star Calendar, during the Age of Exploration,

Galan, the Alliance's supreme commander, woke up with no memory. More importantly, he had spent a night with someone, and a temporary mark that wouldn't fade had been left on the fragile gland of an Omega.

He looked at the young Alpha kneeling beside the bed, carefully straightening his trouser cuffs. The man wore a black suit, his long lashes lowered. He looked gentle, innocent, and considerate.

Galan leaned down, lifted the man's chin, and asked slowly, "Who are you?"

The man pressed a reverent kiss to the back of Galan's hand. "I am your Alpha, Shen Changting."

It didn't take Galan long to realize something was wrong. His documents were intercepted, his confidants had all been reassigned, and his residence was under 24-hour surveillance.

Galan watched Shen Changting walk away, his gaze narrowing. Had he been put under house arrest?

How novel.

Meanwhile, several potential fiancés with exceptionally high compatibility with Galan quickly came calling.

The first was a childhood sweetheart, a perfect match from a similar background, and a delicate little flower who had grown up with him.

The delicate little flower wept and wailed. Three engagement banquets with Galan were mysteriously ruined, and in the end, he left heartbroken.

The second was the emperor of a neighboring empire, whom Galan had once helped and personally supported to the throne.

His Majesty the Emperor was determined to marry into the Alliance, but Shen Changting nearly blasted him to pieces with a single shot.

The third was a die-hard, brainless fan and interstellar pirate who ruled over his own territory and had been obsessed with Galan for years.

The pirate looked down on everyone around Galan equally, but Shen Changting eventually wiped out his hideout, leaving him a prisoner.

When the secrets of the past finally came to light and the truth emerged,

Galan loaded a bullet with a click, slowly raised his gun, and pointed it at the fourth candidate's vital spot. "Is this what you call taking care of them?"

The fourth candidate, Shen Changting, could no longer hide the bone-deep madness in his eyes. He looked up and gently licked Galan's wrist. "I have always loved you deeply, just as someone in the abyss gazes up at the only faith of his life."

Marshal Galan sighed deeply. "I thought I had lived a brilliant life, with countless accomplishments and an iron fist that kept the entire Interstellar realm in check. And yet, in the end, I earned a reputation for being led astray by beauty."

#Is it really okay that my Alpha will risk his life at the drop of a hat?#

In a nutshell: An obsessive, illegitimate superfan pursues his idol at all costs. If you won't love me, I'll kill all your rivals, then stab myself, and finally succeed in bringing the Alliance's beloved home.

Theme: Everyone has to grow up.