The Cat Transformation

Chu Wenxing sat in the pitch-black movie theater, with Yang Qu sitting on his left, tightly holding his left hand. […]

Ye Yixing was horrified as soon as he heard it. His mother and Chu Wenxing belonged to the same type

The room was filled with a strong atmosphere of intimacy, which anyone could sense, let alone the perceptive Chu Wenxing…

On a typical weekend morning, free from the pressures of time, He Yanlu would allow himself to sleep until his

He Yanlu had a moment of confusion. Through the door, that person was using Xiao Hei’s voice to tell him

During the kiss, neither of them closed their eyes, staring at each other, locking in each other’s appearance. Intoxicated by

The self-mockery and taunting from Mo Yanze had no effect on He Yanlu’s loneliness. Mo Yanze watched the desolate figure

Mo Yanze clenched his fists in frustration. This was not the development he wanted! “It’s all because of that damn

Coffee interrupted Mo Yanze’s contemplation, and he immediately regained his flawless expression, introducing to He Yanlu, “Irish coffee.” He Yanlu

The interior design exuded a European style, with the surrounding ambiance filled with whispering exotic jazz music. The waiter standing

Ye Yixing lay on the bed, closing his eyes to calm his emotions and heart rate. This transformation wasn’t as

Waking up in He Yanlu’s arms the next morning, Ye Yixing, now calm and composed, wasn’t feeling down about the

The black cat looked up at He Yanlu, whose delicate chin was neither smooth like hands rubbing against each other

After making a phone call to Yang Qu, Ye Yixing felt bored out of his mind. He played cards online

Although there was a website news headline hanging above Ye Yixing’s column message board, stating “Popular Internet Writer Luomu Zhqiu

The person being kissed, whose tongue was sucked and unintentionally dodged, seemed to respond rather than resist. They didn’t know

Yang Qu stood in the office of the Literature Department’s sophomore year and said to the balding counselor, who was

As soon as he walked in the door, a black shadow pounced on him. He Yanlu put down his book,

“My students are very lovely,” Ke Xiangming took a sip of his Tie Guan Yin tea and looked up to

“He said my voice is beautiful… he said he likes it…” What does it feel like to hear praise from