JJWXC catalogue
Books by Chu Jiuyin
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From the JJWXC books we index, matched on the author's name.
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[Esports] I Won't Take on the Bottom Three as Disciples ［电竞］收徒不收后三名
[Strong Leads] [1v1 HE] [PUBG] One day, Jiang Wanyan is streaming when a big spender suddenly joins and sends several lavish gifts. Jiang Wanyan has just turned down a gift from a minor, so she says, "...Big spender, are you an adult?" [I'm an adult. Come solo with me.] // The next evening, a friend invites her to watch a PUBG tournament. Unexpectedly, she gets lost on the way back. "P-God, do you need help?" Jiang Wanyan: What? What did she just call me? jpg. // Jiang Wanyan originally plans
192Favorites179Clicks/ch190Gifts
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A Cup of Warm Tea and a Decaying Woodcutter 温盏烂柯茶
[Top's Perspective] [Happy Ending] [A Little Love Triangle] [Gentle, Dark-Side-Hiding TCM Master Top] x [Amnesiac, Cool and Detached Metaphysics Practitioner Bottom] When the delusions of all living beings weigh upon you, there is no way back to the human world. "Have we met somewhere before?" Shen He leaned against the doorframe and asked with a smile. "No." Kou Wen's answer was firm and decisive, yet when the other man handed him a teacup, his fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly. * O
22Favorites45Clicks/ch97Gifts
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[Crime Investigation] The Guilty ［刑侦］罪者
[Strong x Strong] [Reunion After a Long Separation] [Happy Ending] [Captain x Profiler] Languid, joking captain x seemingly gentle and flirtatious profiler who is actually gloomy and withdrawn . "They promised us paradise, but forgot to tell us that beneath its foundations lay the corpses of those who could not rest in peace." "Teacher, " "Teacher?" "Teacher..." "Teacher!!" Shen Zhe suddenly woke up and saw a call from an unfamiliar number. The next second, Director Lu called. "Xiao She
19Favorites—Clicks/ch10Gifts
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Cultural Relics Are Not Allowed to Date 文物禁止谈恋爱
[Unclear POV] [Intangible Cultural Heritage] A bronze sword freshly unearthed from a Western Zhou tomb, Shang Que was cruelly left in a foreign museum. Carrying a thousand years of baleful energy, she sees everyone as a sacrificial offering waiting to be cut down. Until she meets a girl in the park with paint on her hands. It feels as if they knew each other once. The girl’s fingers are stained with mineral pigment. She carefully touches the cracks in Shang Que’s blade, breathing so softly, as
13Favorites—Clicks/ch5Gifts