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… Due to a series of misunderstandings, Lin Yuxing, a poor student, is mistakenly identified as the love interest of the aloof campus heartthrob, Gu Zhongyi. Lin Yuxing: Please stop spreading rumors and don’t interfere with my part-time job. Gu Zhongyi: I have too many pursuers, and I happen to need a shield. The monthly salary can be negotiated. Lin Yuxing: Hello, Senior Gu, I am the best shield you can have! In front of the seemingly unapproachable Gu Zhongyi, Lin Yuxing receives special treatment. Unfortunately, the mutually beneficial arrangement doesn’t last long as Lin Yuxing unluckily realizes that he seems to have developed feelings for Gu Zhongyi. Thinking that it’s only one-sided, Lin Yuxing, who considers himself imperfect, hesitates to express his feelings. Little does he know that Gu Zhongyi has loved him for many years, and everything was planned in advance.

Wen Jianyan was a fraudster that was best at deceiving people. One day, he was suddenly forced to become a novice anchor in the Nightmare live broadcast room. Wen Jianyan: "....." A newcomer became the most-watched anchor because he was too good at deceiving people. He lied to his teammates to deceive the audience and NPCs. He could deceive people as well as ghosts. Sooner or later this guy will overturn! There were more and more spectators who were gloating with schadenfreude, looking forward for that day. But...why was the mission in this live room getting more and more strange? 【Senior anchor's side quest: Kiss the evil spirit for 30 seconds】 【Reward: Unknown】 【Top anchor's main quest: Undress the evil god for three minutes】 【Reward: Unknown】 Audience: Oh, the streamer has mastered a new wealth code? Hurry up, there's something our paying viewers can't watch! The top boss approached step by step, whispering temptations: "How is it? Frying CP*? We can make the fake thing real." Wen Jianyan: "....." I'm sorry, I'm very principled, thank you for not deceiving yourself. - Don't come here! *Frying CP means pretending to be a couple. Disclaimer: The content presented here is not authored by me. I kindly request that you extend your support to the original author by visiting jjwxc.net. Original Author Name: Sang Wo / 桑沃

It started off peculiarly; first, his domestic cat refused to let him cuddle it. Lin Qiushi soon found that a sense of disharmony and incongruity began to pervade everything around him. Then, one odd day, he pushed open a door, and he discovered that the hallway he was familiar with turned into a boundless corridor. At both ends of this corridor were twelve, identical iron gates. he pushed one of the doors Thus, the story begins. Disclaimer: The content presented here is not authored by me. I kindly request that you extend your support to the original author by visiting jjwxc.net. Original Author Name: Xī Zǐxù / 西子绪

Disclaimer: The content presented here is not authored by me. I kindly request that you extend your support to the original author by visiting jjwxc.net. Original Author Name: Wang Ya / 妄鸦 - The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket. If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death. No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way. Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain. Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh. As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him. That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped. “What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.” — He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds. Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.

Shen Jun has long been eyeing the man who lives across the street, and every night he fantasizes about having s*x with him. He lives alone, seems to be a bit of a neat freak, is handsome, has a defined figure, and is especially tickled by those long legs below his strong waist every night. To fantasize is to fantasize. But he never would have imagined that one day, the man would serve him his crotch. Disclaimer: The content presented here is not authored by me. I kindly request that you extend your support to the original author by visiting jjwxc.net. Original Author Name: Yī Shí Bàn Huì