Sheepadu
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It wasn’t like she particularly cared about gifts, but still, she couldn’t help the slight disappointment that settled in her chest. Chi Yin had already gone upstairs. Dragging her feet, Qiao Ziman followed behind, looking as though she had something weighing heavily on her mind. As soon as the bedroom door closed, Chi Yin turned and pulled her into a warm embrace, absentmindedly running her fingers through her hair. “What’s wrong? You look upset.” Qiao Ziman buried her face against Chi…-
184.8 K • Ongoing
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This had He Cuizhen written all over it. Only her wildly unpredictable mother could turn Christmas into a full-fledged wedding night. Shaking her head, she punched in the passcode and pushed open the door—only to be met with an unexpectedly warm and harmonious sight. Jiang Shu was curled up next to Grandma, watching TV. In the kitchen, Chi Yin, He Cuizhen, and Chi Qilan bustled about, chatting and laughing as they prepared dinner together. The moment the door clicked shut behind her, all three turned…
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184.8 K • Ongoing
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Chi Qilan and Jiang Shu had used the excuse of their house burning down to move in—and they had stayed for over a month. There was absolutely no sign of them planning to leave. Qiao Ziman didn’t mind at all. In fact, she actually liked the lively atmosphere. It felt warm, like home. More importantly, during this time, the relationship between Chi Yin and her mother had healed remarkably fast. The awkwardness and unease that had been there right after their reconciliation had completely…
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184.8 K • Ongoing
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Qiao Ziman paused for a moment. Not again, she thought, before quickly stepping in to separate the two. “Stop fighting already. Aren’t you both moms enough?” Both women huffed loudly and turned away from each other. Qiao Ziman tried to smooth things over and headed back upstairs. Halfway along, she heard clapping from behind her. He Cuizhen said proudly, “Thanks to my cleverness.” Qiao Ziman looked back and teased, “Mom, you could be a little louder.” “So…” she began, then…
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184.8 K • Ongoing
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That evening, dinner passed peacefully, but the moment the clock struck nine, He Cuizhen clapped her hands together, her voice leaving no room for argument. "Alright, it’s late! Everyone, off to bed!" Qiao Ziman let out a breath of relief, lacing her fingers with Chi Yin’s as they made their way upstairs. The day had been emotionally exhausting, and all she wanted now was to crawl into bed and recharge. Halfway up the stairs, though, something felt… off. She slowed her steps, her voice dropping…
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184.8 K • Ongoing
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And just like that, it was settled. A peaceful moment finally settled over the house as everyone lounged on the sofa, while He Cuizhen busied herself in the kitchen, humming as she cooked. Meanwhile, Qiao Ziman pulled Chi Yin aside, lowering her voice as she whispered, "Which room is Auntie staying in?" Chi Yin turned her around, holding her close, her voice soft. "Do you not want her to stay here?" Qiao Ziman buried her face in Chi Yin’s neck, breathing in the familiar, calming scent before…
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184.8 K • Ongoing
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He Cuizhen let out a sharp huff before picking up her chopsticks again, signaling the end of the conversation. Surprisingly, Chi Qilan remained silent. Midway through the meal, she suddenly set down her utensils and stood up. Without looking back, she made her way upstairs. "Jiang Shu, come to my room after dinner." Jiang Shu stiffened immediately. "I’m not going!" Chi Qilan paused at the base of the stairs, her tone softening. "I just want to talk. That’s all." Jiang Shu hesitated but didn’t…
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184.8 K • Ongoing
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The next morning, they woke up naturally, the soft glow of daylight spilling into the room. Qiao Ziman stretched lazily before rolling out of bed, taking in the mess they had made the night before. With a resigned sigh, she bent down to start gathering the scattered sheets and discarded towels. Chi Yin, still lying in bed, absentmindedly let her gaze wander—until it landed on the small pile of finger condoms lying near the edge of the bed. Her ears instantly burned. Last night’s Qiao Qiao… was a…
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184.8 K • Ongoing
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Chi Yin stepped forward, placing both hands on Qiao Ziman’s shoulders, gently pressing down as if to tell her to relax. Then, she turned to Chi Qilan. "What’s the matter?" Chi Qilan’s grip on her suitcase tightened slightly, a rare hint of unease creeping into her voice. "Yin Yin, our house burned down. I have nowhere to stay… can I—" Before she could finish, Jiang Shu’s voice rang out from behind them. "Big Sis! Sister-in-law! Don’t believe her! You both know how many properties she owns!…
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184.8 K • Ongoing
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Their lips met. A sigh of satisfaction echoed in both their hearts. The kiss was wild and unrestrained, guided purely by instinct. They responded to each other’s passion—biting, pulling, lingering, devouring—exchanging love in the most intimate way. When the kiss finally ended, Qiao Ziman kept her eyes closed, steadying her breath. It took her a moment to regain composure before she finally glanced down. Her outerwear had somehow slipped off halfway. And she— Was nestled against Chi Yin’s…
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184.8 K • Ongoing
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