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Today's Meal at the Zenin Household 禅院家今天的饭
I'm returning to the novel for a major revision, slowly reworking it according to my original outline. After going through some melodrama (yeah, we almost got engaged, then called it off), I've learned that staying true to your original intentions is what matters most. Since I can't leave it unfinished, I'll take responsibility and finish writing it. You can come back later to read the revised version. The plot will probably be different after just a few chapters. Or you can let the chapters pil
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[Wuxia Crossover] A Newbie's Guide to Becoming a Master [综武侠]萌新变大佬秘籍
Ever since that strange thing set its sights on Wen Liang, she resigned herself to her fate. So what if she had to work? She would never be a slave to the 996 work schedule. Besides, drinking with Little Li the Detective and teasing A Fei was way more fun than going to work. But her happy life vanished the moment she got a certain passive ability from A Fei. - Lin Xian'er: Li Xunhuan doesn't like me. No matter how I look at it, it's Wen Liang's fault. The bewildered scapegoat Wen Liang pointed a
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Nana Ming's Wife Vs. Nana Ming's Husband 娜娜明妻VS娜娜明夫
The title is a play on Mr. and Mrs. Smith. - Nanami Kento looks at his junior, whose head is bowed so low that even the tips of her ears are bright red. "I... I want to date you, Nanami-senpai. I want to become your wife." Nanami Kento's first reaction to her confession is relief. The rose he's been "raising" for three years, teaching her everything from basic life skills despite being her senior, has finally learned how to woo someone. As the person being wooed, Nanami Kento gives it a little t
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Witch Hiromitsu Has Something to Say 女巫景光有话要说
A skyscraper. A rooftop. A standoff. He looked at the empty sky scattered with stars, then at the small pool of blood before him and the tiny golden tree glowing faintly. Rye fell into thought. “Boom~” Hearing the rooftop door crash open behind him, Rye turned toward the entrance. Bourbon had just stepped inside, his little face dark as he stared at the bloodstains on the ground. This was a problem. Maybe he should just tell them Scotland had turned into a butterfly and flown away. Mr. Rye, the
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