A clever little crippled sweetheart who knows how to act obedient x a wild, roguish street dog of a man
Sheng Ran, a little cripple, is reborn in the fourth year after being blacklisted.
People say a cripple can't become a star.
Sheng Ran doesn't care. He gives up completely, lies flat, and does whatever he wants.
With time on his hands, he exposes his senior's career-ending scandal, mouths off to his tasteless boss, tips his obscure bandmates during their livestreams, and befriends a young paparazzo... Then, with his stunning face, he turns around and goes to film a gay romance drama.
Who would have thought his costar would be his biggest rival, a rich young heir backed by powerful investors: Yan Ziqin.
Yan Ziqin is a little punk with plenty of scandals, no filter, and no desire to be famous.
He's especially fond of throwing resources at the little cripple until he's full.
Before long, the little cripple becomes a huge star.
His senior comes crawling back, begging him for a career boost. His trash father weeps and begs him to come home. His trash boss begs him to renew his contract. Executives beg him to make an appearance...
The whole entertainment industry is on its knees, begging him to debut.
No way. He'll drag them all to the crematorium and scatter their ashes.
When the rich, roguish top-tier star Yan Ziqin changes things up and confesses his love,
the little cripple replies with admirable resolve, every time:
"You've debuted. You're an idol. We can't date."
"You're an A-lister. We have to avoid suspicion. We can't date."
"You're my rival. We're competitors. We can't date."
Some time later, Yan Ziqin transforms into a chairman of the board.
"Now I'm your boss! So tell me, can we date or not?!"
Later, the whole entertainment industry hears that Yan Ziqin is dating someone,
but no one knows who.
Until one day on set, a crew member delivers the day's schedule and sees a small, fluffy head peeking out from under Young Master Yan's blankets.
Woken up by the noise, the little cripple drowsily pulls the blanket around himself.
Yan Ziqin closes the door and gathers the person in bed into his arms.
"Be good. Go back to sleep."
Here's a preview of my next novel:
The Sickly Beauty Decides to Reconcile with His Ex
A bar, hazy lights, and a crowd of tycoons.
Onstage, a young man with a supple waist and long, delicate lashes
is like cool white porcelain, impossibly beautiful.
Every dance is so flirtatious that people long to grab that slender waist.
Weibo fans:
"Is that Li Xing?! Oh my god, my idol!"
"Can't believe a top star has fallen this far!"
"He used to be famous too. Don't mock a fallen god."
At the Cannes Film Festival, in the waiting room,
Zhou Yu, an A-list actor, a popular young star, and the youngest Best Actor in the domestic entertainment industry in nearly ten years,
is scrolling through Weibo on an alt account.
Li Xing's fan community, overrun by haters:
"Wasn't he supposed to be the aloof, untouchable type? Isn't he always putting on airs?"
"Let's see how long he can keep it up."
"A pretty waste of space. He hasn't acted in three years."
"He's in poor health. So what if he doesn't act?"
"Have you never seen how popular he is when he's online?!"
"No matter what, I love who he is deep down!"
Backstage at Cannes, the cool, handsome top-tier star Zhou Yu, dressed in a suit,
types out a sentence on his alt account:
"I've been with him at his deepest."
Just before posting, he deletes it one character at a time.
Months later, in a concert dressing room, the cocky, cool actor pins him against the door, his restraint gone.
"How many days has it been since you let me touch you? Hmm?"
"Li Xing, you really are something."
Still wearing his stage makeup, the beautiful young man says nothing, letting the other's slightly rough hands tug at his waist.
Then he glances over.
The mad wolf instantly turns into an obedient puppy, tentatively and tenderly pecking the young man's lips.
Li Xing curls a finger at him,
and Zhou Yu's passionate kiss lands on his lips.
Both are virgins | Sickly beauty | Sexual tension | Intense romantic push and pull
The bottom is in poor health, but has a great waist.
Theme: Learn to let yourself go.
Come on, come on, come on
In fact, I was the one who wanted to be born alone.
Hahahahahahaha
Treasure, the hole has not been filled yet, I want to see it
It's over! ! ! When will you write the next one? I'm looking forward to it!
Damn, the holes in the past life and the hole in the prayer strip have not been filled yet.
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Come on, come on, come on
Ding~Business fluid blessing update is stress-free!
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers