Chapter 61
On Sunday evening, we packed up our tents and returned home. Two days of camping had left us exhausted. By […]
Misfortune began with that road trip.
Amidst the bustling crowd in the Miao village, I caught a glimpse of a dark blue robe flitting past—my first sight of Shen Jianqing. The cold youth lurked like a venomous snake in the shadows, his greedy gaze sending shivers down my spine.
Little did I know then that I would never leave this Miao territory.
In my lifetime, I have seen Shen Jianqing’s poison jar three times.
The first time, I stood beneath the stilt house window, pointing at the jar and laughing, “Shen Jianqing, is this your poison inside?”
The Miao youth stood in the damp gloom, his silver ornaments gleaming coldly. “Li Yuze, I don’t cast curses.”
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The second time, I was trapped in the youth’s slender yet powerful embrace, my peripheral vision fixed on that pitch-black curse jar. I asked, “Shen Jianqing, can you cast curses now?”
His voice brushed against my ear, damp and clammy: “Li Yuze, I don’t cast curses.”
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The third time came long, long after. My hands trembled as I slowly opened the curse vessel…
Obsessive Beauty Dom (Shen Jianqing) x Clear-Headed, Gentle, Stubborn Sub (Li Yuze)
*First-person perspective warning*
*Forced love warning*
*All settings serve the plot. Purely fictional. Do not project onto reality.*
On Sunday evening, we packed up our tents and returned home. Two days of camping had left us exhausted. By […]
Shen Jianqing emerged from the bathroom, his whole body washed clean, his hair still damp. His tattered Miao clothes were
Zhang Xu gasped as if he’d uncovered some unspeakable secret, widening his long eyes. “You’re Shen Jianqing? I thought you
The deep autumn night was cool and profound, yet it did nothing to dampen the bustling clamor of the city.
Shen Jianqing’s eyes shone intensely. He said, “I don’t believe you. Unless… unless you kiss me.” I sighed, steeling myself,
The house was empty. The clamor downstairs seemed separated by an invisible barrier. Everything around me was still, as if
The black screen lit up with the caller’s name: Xu Zirong. Suddenly, the image of him appeared vividly in my
Tongjiang. She was going to be a middle school teacher. I didn’t know exactly what had happened between Ah Song
On the last day of the year, I finally saw my father. He spent the whole year in a lab
The mountains stretched endlessly, dense forests cold and austere. Southern winters still held a touch of green. Evergreen trees remained
I finally understood why An Pu had told me to come to Tongjiang Miao Village first. Shen Jianqing was here.
The dark night sky erupted into bursts of fireworks, dazzling colors spreading out like a radiant scroll. On New Year’s