Coming soon: My Boyfriend Dumped Me After He Became Famous. Blurb below.
(This is a sweet romance, one-on-one, happy ending, both leads are devoted only to each other.)
Big brother, you definitely don't know that my obedient act is both real and fake.
You want me to behave, so I agree, because I love you. I'll listen to everything you say. I'm only good for you.
Actually, I'm not good at all. I'm a bad person. I want to devour you one bite at a time, and hide you away so no one else can see you. That way, you'll belong to me alone.
*
Qi Yihan's knuckles turned white as he grabbed Lin Yi'an's arm and pinned him to the sofa with all his strength. His eyes red, he demanded, "Is that old man any good? Can he satisfy you?"
Qi Yihan: "Fuck, say something! You want connections, don't you? Come to me! Whatever he can give you, I can give you too."
Qi Yihan: "I'm young and strong, I'm rich, I'm good in bed, and I fucking love you."
*
Lin Yi'an: "Are you still dizzy? Hurry up and sleep, or your head will hurt in the morning."
Qi Yihan: "I'm not dizzy anymore. Big brother, why did you kiss me?"
Lin Yi'an: "You're old enough to know better. What if a reporter takes a picture? Then they'll say you're unprofessional and always drinking on set."
Qi Yihan nodded. "You're right, but why did you kiss me, big brother?"
Lin Yi'an rambled on: "You're on the rise, and you have someone you like. Be careful from now on and wear a hat. It'd be bad if someone took a picture and posted it online."
Qi Yihan nodded frantically. "I know all that, so why did you kiss me, big brother?"
Lin Yi'an clapped a hand over his mouth. "Because I like you! I kissed you because I like you! Is that enough? Do you get it now? Are you going to ask again?"
*
During an interview, Lin Yi'an was asked what his ideal type was, and he gave an offhand answer.
Qi Yihan, who had been standing beside him, turned on his heel and walked off on the spot.
Lin Yi'an finished the interview distractedly, then hurried after him.
A bold reporter spied on them from around a corner and saw the two of them grappling and whispering.
Qi Yihan: "You like that so-and-so, don't you? Then go find him. Why are you following me?"
Lin Yi'an held his arm and coaxed him gently. "Be good. There are so many people watching."
Qi Yihan kept his face cold and said nothing. Lin Yi'an sighed, then leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I only said I liked someone else to fool them."
Later, a reporter deliberately teased Qi Yihan. "Your big brother said he likes Actor Jing. Do you..."
Before he could finish, Qi Yihan cut him off, his face icy. Glaring at the camera, he said angrily, "He's only allowed to like me."
[Also known as What It's Like to Date a Jealousy Freak. A younger, possessive wolf-dog boyfriend. This story is all about romance, both leads' first love, one-on-one, happy ending.]
[Coming Soon 1: My Boyfriend Dumped Me After He Became Famous]
After they broke up, or more precisely, after Han Luo dumped Yu Qing through the silent treatment, Han Luo never dreamed about Yu Qing. Not once.
The first time they met in a dream, Yu Qing was still gently comforting Han Luo. It's okay. It's all in the past. Forget it. I don't blame you.
Then that lively face, the one that had once made Han Luo's heart race, smiled and waved goodbye. Yu Qing turned around and never looked back, disappearing from Han Luo's life for good.
Han Luo broke down, fully aware that he was dreaming.
When Han Luo's assistant spotted Yu Qing backstage at the recording of a show, he was disdainful, even a little nervous. He instinctively wanted to stop him the way he stopped those crazed fans.
He thought Yu Qing was shameless. He'd agreed to the breakup and taken the breakup money, so why was he still clinging on? Was he trying to make a scene and demand more money?
The superstar Han Luo had clearly seen his ex too. He frowned, annoyed.
But Yu Qing hadn't seen them at all. As soon as he appeared, an eager figure rushed up, hugged him, and dragged him away.
"Big brother, what took you so long? I missed you so much."
The voice belonged to a distinctive singer who was currently all the rage.
He buried his face against Yu Qing like a clingy big dog, and kept acting cute. "Big brother, can I have a kiss? I've missed you so much. I don't even want to work when you aren't here. How about I quit and stay with you every day?"
Han Luo clenched his fist, about to go over and taunt him.
The distinctive singer, with his head of white hair, shot him a glare and said viciously, "What are you looking at? Never seen people in love before?"
The first stirrings of love in youth are earth-shattering. One look was all it took for Han Luo to decide there could be no one else. He loved with everything he had and pursued Yu Qing with everything he had.
But youth brings recklessness. One day, Han Luo suddenly became famous, a star of modest renown, and forgot who had once stayed by his side through thick and thin.
Han Luo spoke hesitantly about his ambitions, the pressure of work, the pressure from his company, and the disappointment of his fans. Everything he said hinted that they should split up.
Perhaps he was afraid people would say he had abandoned the person who stood by him before he made it, or perhaps he wanted to spare himself a guilty conscience. Han Luo never said it outright. He let the silent treatment speak for him.
Yu Qing considerately brought up the breakup first and accepted financial compensation.
Han Luo visibly relaxed, his smile blooming as if to say that annoying problem had finally been taken care of.
You stand onstage, admired by thousands, while countless fireworks blossom for you.
When night falls and you're alone, do you ever dream of the white-clad boy beneath the parasol tree, back when you were young, amid white horses and drifting blossoms, turning to give you a faint smile?
Coming Soon 2: Please Fall in Love with Pretty Me
Qin Xiaorun had always been fair and thin, short, soft-spoken, and gentle by nature.
People called him girly and said he looked like a girl. When his classmates ostracized and bullied him, only Fang Chensheng, his roommate, stood up for him.
The aloof, handsome Fang Chensheng was stingy with even a glance for the beautiful men and women who openly or secretly flirted with him. But the first time he saw Qin Xiaorun, the word "protectiveness" welled up in his heart.
He couldn't help defending him, looking after him, and treating him like a younger brother.
Then one day, he opened the door and saw Qin Xiaorun wearing a little skirt. Fang Chensheng, a straight man, felt his entire worldview collapse.
Furious, he accused Qin Xiaorun of being disgusting and perverted. Afraid Qin Xiaorun would try to turn him gay, he told him to get lost.
Hurt, Qin Xiaorun ran off in tears.
When the perfectly straight Fang Chensheng saw Qin Xiaorun walking intimately with a tall guy he didn't know, his worldview collapsed all over again.
He looked at Qin Xiaorun as if he'd just caught his girlfriend cheating, and scolded him: "You're not just perverted and disgusting, you're also fickle, flirting with everyone and acting like a slut."
Qin Xiaorun: ???
Theme: Work hard together, achieve your dreams, and build a beautiful future.
Gong has a bit of a double standard. Before, he had affairs with other women while having dinner with other women, and he was not allowed to do this or that.
I just want to know if a child who has not grown up is naive and rebellious. I feel so tired to get along with such a person.
How can I put it this way, only novels can read Qi, but in reality he can be beaten to pieces. Even if he is in love, his possessiveness is pathological.
Fuck, the injuries I sustained in Syria were not as serious as this.
I feel like I don't care, but my inner thoughts are crazy and possessive.
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What kind of pie does this agent have?
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This chapter is agreed to be included together