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The lord raised an eyebrow and said, "When I say one, you cannot answer with two." "Yes." So, she thought, answering with three should be fine, and it's not troublesome at all. "I want you to go east, you must not go west." "Yes." She nodded more submissively. If not east or west, then going north or south wouldn't be bad, not a big problem. "I forbid you to seek other men." "Yes!" She nodded even more affirmatively. She never sought out men; they usually came to her... [PS: The original title of this novel is "Bursting Laughter Concubine: Lord, I Will Wait for You to Divorce Your Wife."]

The night before their wedding, her fiancé ran off with his mistress. Out of frustration, she grabbed the man standing in front of the Civil Affairs Office, "President Mo, your bride has not arrived and my groom has run away...May I suggest we get married?" Before marriage, she said, "Even if we were to share the same bed, nothing would happen between us!" After marriage, he said, "If we don't try, how would we know?"

Noong gabi bago ang nakatakdang araw ng kanilang kasal, tumakbo ang kanyang mapapangasawa kasama ng kanyang kabit. Dahil sa kabiguan, hinila niya ang lalaki na nakatayo sa harap ng Civil Affairs Office, “President Mo, ang iyong mapapangasawang babae ay hindi pa dumarating at ang mapapangasawa kong lalaki naman at tumakbo na … maaari ko bang imungkahi na tayong dalawa na lamang ang magpakasal?” Bago magpakasal, sinabi ni Tangning, “Kahit na magsama tayo sa iisang kama, walang mangyayari sa pagitan nating dalawa!” Pagkatapos magpakasal, sinabi ni Mo Ting, “Kapag hindi natin sinubukan, paano natin malalaman?”

"Do you like me?" "Yes..." "When did it start?" "A long time ago..." "Will you always like me?" "The fireworks...will always be with you..." Looking at her upturned face, the girl's timid hand was gently lifted up. The warmth in her palm has always been so familiar. "Want to go watch the fireworks together?" "Yes." The summer fireworks blooming in the deep night are just like your touching and tender smile twelve years ago. ---------------------------------- PS: Youth daily life story, childhood friend single female protagonist.

"I am not a god; I'm just a worker who leaves on time." "I will help you as much as I can during work hours, but after I clock out… you’re on your own." Workplace + Agriculture + Science Popularization + Deity + a little romance. Probably~ haha

Lin Yun, 36 years old, a widower, a mid-level manager in a private enterprise, is a single father, who has recently felt that he is encountering a mid-life crisis. Professionally, he faced adversity; domestically, he was in a cold war with his 14-year-old daughter; physically, he suffered from periarthritis and spoke daily of his agony. In the past few days, he had also uncovered a secret — his daughter was being a "Magic" girl. With the body of a young maiden, she battled extraordinary monsters and protected the city from attacks — this is the common perception of a "Magic" girl. But he was very aware that being a "Magic" girl came with life-threatening dangers. Should he stop her, or respect his daughter’s choice and find other ways to protect her? Gazing at the Heart Flower in his wardrobe, now covered in dust, Lin Yun, the former "Magic" girl who retired 19 years ago, was facing the third major decision of his life.

[Horror Game Developer: Permainanku tidak seseram itu!] Aku benci horor. Dari suara langkah kaki yang berderap di belakangku, hingga bisikan lembut namun mengganggu yang dingin melingkari telingaku... Semuanya. Aku benci itu. Begitu bencinya hingga aku mulai muntah setiap kali aku mencapai ambang batas tertentu. Namun anehnya, aku adalah seorang Developer Game Horor. Developer yang payah. Jadi, karena ketidakmampuanku, aku memutuskan untuk berhenti. Tetapi... [Selamat, kamu telah terpilih untuk Game Developer System!] Tidak, aku tidak menginginkannya. Biarkan aku berhenti. ※ Catatan: Duniamu mungkin akan mengalami beberapa perubahan. Tapi jangan khawatir! Ini bagian dari permainan! *** Ini adalah kisah tentang seorang developer game yang benci horor, tetapi tidak punya pilihan selain mengembangkan game yang cukup menakutkan untuk mentrauma orang. Kamu ingin mengutukku karena membuatmu mengompol? Jika begitu, siapa yang harus kukutuk? *** Sebuah cerita terinspirasi SCP dengan twistnya sendiri!

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

[Host, host, I am the System, I can help you conquer the world and the witches with various personalities.] Xi Mu: Hmm... Isn't this an action game? When do we start slashing? [Right... This is an action game, but I suggest that the host also try to seduce the witches along the way, there are generous rewards.] Xi Mu: What rewards? [Of course, the perfect romantic experience!] Xi Mu: No need, I've already played through the romance plotlines. Now I just want to go on a rampage and speedrun the game.] [...]

Tong Huaqiong transmigrated to ancient times into the body of the malicious widow Tong Dajiao and witnessed the execution scene where the malicious widow and her children were wiped out. She returned to the year Tong Dajiao had just become a widow. At the age of forty, she was already a grandmother, embodying the roles of both a wicked stepmother and mother-in-law. Naturally, the children she raised were bad bamboo shoots. The only slight comfort she felt was that, as a widow, she didn't have to serve an old husband. In this transmigration story, she lacked all the golden fingers like systems or noble birth. She didn't even have the chance to rise through marriage. Who could a widow marry? Especially with a bunch of burdens. She could only rely on herself and her bunch of bad bamboos at home. Revitalize the family reputation, correct the children's behavior. Treat stepchildren, daughters-in-law, and granddaughters kindly, dismiss the plan of her youngest son to sell his granddaughter to a wealthy family in exchange for tuition fees, force the youngest son to strive through education on his own, use a stick to awaken the second son from being lazy and spoiled to becoming the family's backbone, and rid the youngest daughter of laziness, greed, and love-brain. Reclaim wasteland and plant crops using modern scientific knowledge, turning saline-alkali land into fertile fields, leading the whole family towards a moderately prosperous life; start a business from street vending, selling steamed buns, pastries, marinated dishes, raising pigs, beekeeping... gradually expanding their commercial territory.