Fierce Bones

Cool on the outside, warm on the inside, badass big sister vs. a rebellious boy who's not what he seems

The reunion and adult-life storyline is told with a different writing style, so it's in the neighboring story, Gunpoint Butterfly, which is already updating. Feel free to check it out!

People are always telling Yan Le that she's like a knife.

With a sharp edge that can leave someone covered in blood if they aren't careful.

She only smiles when she hears that.

In a cruel and impoverished place, a sharp edge is armor.

Yan Le doesn't smile much, and she hardly ever cries.

She fights viciously and never holds back when she curses.

There's a fire in everyone's heart, but passersby only see the smoke.

Then one day, someone discovered that fire.

And they realized

that when she smiled, she shone brighter than summer.

Gunpoint Butterfly (adult-life storyline):

Everyone in their circle knew that the photographer, whose build could rival a male model's, had lived like a saint all these years.

He never got involved in a single scandal, and while he was polite to everyone, he never let anyone get close.

People had tried to set him up so often they could have knitted a sweater from all those red threads, but he'd never dated anyone.

Even his longtime friends had declared, "If anyone tries to set Xu Feng up again, he'll hang himself from a crooked tree with a red cord."

Once, in an interview, he was backed into a corner and forced to describe his ideal type: gentle, considerate, and good at cooking.

One day, a group of people forgot to knock and cheerfully pushed open his office door.

All they saw was some "ungrateful" woman sitting on Xu Feng's desk.

Her eyes and brows were cool and indifferent, her lips a dazzling red.

Her feet dangled in midair, and she held a red cord in one hand.

At the other end of the cord was their boss's neck. Their boss, who had never been able to read a romantic cue...

Everyone: ...How is this not completely wrong?

And wasn't she famous for her temper? Boss, what happened to your ideal type?! The gentle, considerate woman who could cook so well?!

In the office, Yan Le held a magazine by one corner and the red cord in her other hand.

"Gentle?" She tugged the cord.

Xu Feng: ...

"Considerate?" She rested a foot on his chair and leaned in to meet his eyes.

Xu Feng: ...

"Good at cooking?" She curled her lips into a "radiant" smile.

Xu Feng: ...

"Go on, what little temptress have you found out there?"

The man gently pushed away the finger she'd jabbed against his chest, then gave up trying to save face.

"I was talking about myself when I said gentle, considerate, and good at cooking. I'm your ideal type."

Yan Le: … Have you no shame?

Bold, uninhibited musician vs. warm-hearted photographer who can occasionally talk back

A blazing fire cannot burn away pride, and time cannot break a backbone.

School life at first, adult life later (the school portion is not short)

The school years are bitter, but the reunion is sweet.

P.S.:

1. Daily updates, with chapters stockpiled in advance.

2. Neither lead is perfect, so read carefully! The heroine can fight, and she's fierce when she does (there's a reason for it; she doesn't bully others). If that bothers you, please skip this story.

3. The characters' values do not represent the author's values. Please don't curse me out.

Upcoming story: Hunting Wolves

Flirtatious, seductive big sister vs. a loyal, affection-starved wolfdog

Younger man, physical relationship without emotional commitment

1. Everyone in their circle knows that Miss Ruan, heir to the Ruan Group, has a long list of lovers.

She changes partners on a fixed schedule, and when the time comes, they disappear on their own.

It might last just three days, or as long as a year.

But this time, the unassuming young lover at her side stayed for four years.

When he disappeared after four years, a busybody asked if she'd kept him around so long because she'd fallen for him.

She scoffed.

"Fallen for him? How could a word like that possibly suit me?"

"I raised that wolf myself, then let him go myself. If I'd fallen for him, how could I have let go of the leash?"

2. The first time Bo Yi met Ruan Ting, he was in a crowded nightclub, as lost as a lone boat on the sea.

Ruan Ting approached him, lifting the hem of her blood-red dress, and quietly asked if he wanted to be her lover.

No feelings, no love, just nights of pleasure.

Bewitched, he said yes. From then on, he was the Ruan Group heiress's regular lover.

When Ruan Ting was happy, she'd take him out to have fun.

They kissed aboard a night boat.

They held hands by the sea and wrote the most childish things.

When she was unhappy, she'd pull him into bed and take from him again and again,

until he was exhausted, the corners of his eyes red, and deep bite marks left on his shoulder.

She warned him over and over:

Don't fall in love with her. She didn't need love.

But when she finally realized that every time he lost control at night was because she'd grown just a little closer to someone else during the day,

Ruan Ting ended their arrangement without hesitation.

"I told you, you're only my lover. Nothing more."

3. The first time Bo Yi kissed her, he asked what he should call her.

She said it didn't matter. Amid his lingering kisses, he called her "big sister."

In the years after he left, Ruan Ting found plenty of new lovers as young as Bo Yi had been.

When a new lover kissed her neck and called her "big sister," she covered his mouth.

"Don't call me that."

Reading Guide:

1. The heroine has had previous partners, while the hero has belonged to her in body and heart from beginning to end. That may not be true of the heroine, but once she and the hero get their happy ending, she'll cut ties with her past partners.

2. The heroine starts out wanting physical pleasure, not love. Later, she still won't love the hero as much as he loves her, but he really is the most special person to her.

3. While the heroine is with someone, she will only be with that one person. She won't cheat, and she'll end things cleanly.

4. This will probably be a gender-swapped version of early domineering-CEO stories, but everyone will still get their rights.

5. I'm really into this kind of setup, so I really wanted to write one myself. I'm writing it while studying for exams to lift my mood. Feel free to take a look, but don't take it too seriously.

Upcoming story: Cold Spring

Polished, radiant little sunshine vs. aloof, secretly flirtatious beauty on a high peak

1.

Chi Yue thought her plan to pursue Jiang Xu was discreet and carefully thought out,

with every step planned and all the details covered.

She wouldn't embarrass herself, and she'd leave Jiang Xu room to respond.

Then, while she was holding her phone and agonizing over how to ask him to see the fireworks,

he sent her a message first.

"Want to see the fireworks show tomorrow night?"

"There's a bakery by the river with the chocolate bread you like."

"If tomorrow night doesn't work, are you free next week?"

Chi Yue: ?

Aren't I supposed to be the one pursuing him?

2.

Everyone in Jiang Xu's circle knew he was picky about food.

He didn't like sweets.

He could down a hot Americano without blinking, but one sip of milk tea could kill him.

But lately...

A sharp-eyed friend noticed Jiang Xu's tastes had changed completely.

His drinks were chocolate-flavored.

His bread was chocolate-flavored.

Even the ice cream he never used to eat was, for the first time ever, chocolate-flavored.

Friend: Have you changed your personality?

Jiang Xu: Love someone, love what they love.

Friend: ...You're insane.

Only after the announcement of their relationship went out did everyone realize he'd really done something major lately:

He'd stolen away his younger sister Jiang Han's "wife," her very best friend.

That little girl whose smile was warmer than sunshine.

So, at their engagement party later, Jiang Han ignored her brother and took Chi Yue's hand, her face full of concern.

"Yue, if he treats you badly, come back to me. I'll get Dad to deal with him."

Jiang Xu: ...Let go of my wife.

He wasn't a long, bitterly cold winter.

He was spring.

No matter how cold the beginning of spring might be, its ending would surely be warm and bright.

Chi Yue's Notes

1v1, both leads are sexually inexperienced

Theme: Study hard and improve every day