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Books by Jing Nai

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  1. Searching (Prince of Tennis) 寻找(网王) Romance282k WordsOngoing A girl with a naturally detached temperament suddenly finds herself in another world, inhabiting the body of a young woman whose life has been full of misfortune. Before she has spent much time in this strange world, she unexpectedly forms the deepest of bonds with it... Little by little, she learns to feel emotions she never knew existed before. Some things in the story may not make logical sense. Please just read past them and don't take them to heart. I, Jing, don't mean to mislead anyone; I 1.5kFavorites16.9kClicks/ch—Gifts
  2. Shuyu (The Prince of Tennis) 舒雨(网王) Romance54k WordsCompleted I only have three months left. Was meeting you all the right thing to do? Theme: 294Favorites23.1kClicks/ch—Gifts
  3. [Entertainment Circle] the Healing Time of Food [娱乐圈]美食的治愈时光 Romance21k WordsOngoing It's been a long time since I've written anything. Let's take a moment and take a moment. I want to write a sweet article, but I can't guarantee that I'll be able to write it. After all, my writing skills are almost useless. This is probably a story in which the protagonist comes to Seoul, South Korea in parallel time and space through the game system to run a gourmet restaurant every day after falling asleep, and then meets love while enjoying the food. I'm a little obsessed with Lee Soo Hyuk 97Favorites1.3kClicks/ch1Gifts
  4. Nuo Yin 诺隐(网王) Romance9k WordsCompleted Theme: 28Favorites2kClicks/ch—Gifts
  5. Memories of Youth Come Flooding Back 青涩的回忆回流 Romance11k WordsOngoing That year, I met him, Shao Junfan, the boy who taught me the bitter taste of youth. That day that year, just as I lifted my head, wanting to cry for the first time, I met you, Xue Yuheng. You said, “I’ll stay with you,” but in the end, you left without a word. Then, that year, we met again. But will everything have changed? The bittersweet melancholy of youth returns in your arms, as memories flow back into the diary where I recorded those days. 1Favorites696Clicks/ch—Gifts