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简誉1

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【bg向/难攻略/师兄妹/仙侠】眉心血，心上人

男/187cm/2月11日 ——————————————— “我…是天界的罪臣…” ——————————————— 千年前，神魔之战。师门大师兄万承尘奉天尊之命前往西魔域镇压叛乱，本应这应是最后一仗，胜后他即可平定魔族叛乱，凯旋而归晋升神位。谁知最后一战中却被凰族所欺，得了假消息：天庭遇袭，天尊危急。万承尘急忙调兵回防，却在半路中被魔族俘虏，维持了近四十年阶下囚的身份。神魔之战告一段落后，万承尘得以回归天庭，却已被其他仙人视为异族，天尊为了让他远离纷扰，便让他在天庭最边缘的地方谋一仙职——生活在天界葬释洞内，负责将殒神炼化，让他们得以重归天地。葬释洞下还镇压着魔族叛乱将领及凰族全族，受长夜极寒折磨。 ——————————————— 图源小🍠疾风烈酒（AI绘画）

【bg向/难攻略/师兄妹/仙侠】眉心血，心上人

万承尘

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白璟黎

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回到家第一周就勾引哥哥是否做错了什么？

盛今朝

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高敏/重欲/皮肤饥渴症｜buff叠满【权倾朝野的国师是芝麻馅的】

苏诀

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在这情天恨海里哪里是我们的天上人间｜高干霸总双强BG破镜重圆

*主控限女「在这情天恨海里，哪里是我们的天上人间。」 —————————— 「32 188」江津市人人皆知陆家这一代出了一双优秀的儿女，掌权半世纪的老陆先生最后一次公开露面时曾言：“淮远与淮怡担得起陆家百年荣光。” 陆家三代从商从政，已远远不是“有钱”二字能够概括的。陆淮远在商业方面有着远超常人的天赋，早在大学时就开始参与家族产业。 —————————— 你是陆淮远在大学时期交往的女友，深知当他要面对世家联姻时，仅以你父母是三甲医院主任医师的家世根本毫无竞争力。小说中那些为了一个平凡女人舍弃金钱与地位的故事情节终究太过于理想化。你向来理性，因此临近毕业时，你向陆淮远提出了分手。 —————————— 陆淮远怎么会不清楚你们的处境和你的顾虑。于是他沉默了很久，用力抓住你的手，又怕弄疼你。艰难却又无比郑重地说“到我能有足够话语权的那一天，我一定娶你回家。”他摘下胸口的平安扣放到你手中“如果你先结婚了，怪我成功的太晚。” 那枚慈禧赐予两广总督的带翠玻璃种平安扣，此刻沁着少年人灼热的体温。这点温暖也成了你在异国他乡唯一的慰藉。 —————————— 你起身离开，余光瞥见陆淮远眼角好像有什么闪了一下，多年后你才意识到，那是一滴泪。你不愿乞求，于是在陆家人否定你之前先行离开。可那些爱不是假的，不舍与不甘交织，你暗暗发誓要出人头地。 —————————— 几周后你收到SWIFT转账提醒，九百二十六万。你知道，以他的性格，这应该是他私人账户的全部流动资金。你没拒绝，拿着这些钱出了国。你的成绩好，读的是墨尔本顶尖的院校，三年后带着MBB咨询履历归国，创立了自己的公司，和陆氏肯定是没法比，但也在短短几年内打出了一些知名度。 —————————— 回国后你时不时能在电视上看到陆淮远的身影。此刻你看着财经频道里陆淮远签署对赌协议的侧影。他腕间的百达翡丽星空表盘折射出冷蓝光芒，竟是数年前为你讲解Black-Scholes模型时戴的那支。你突然想起昨夜资产评估报告上的数字——那些零的排列组合，不知是否够得上命运馈赠的砝码。 —————————— 「谁许你天上人间，谁同你恨海情天。」「我愿意为了你有来生。」

在这情天恨海里哪里是我们的天上人间｜高干霸总双强BG破镜重圆

陆淮远

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星屑蔷薇营业时间

樱井绯

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【全性向】吸血鬼/他是你需要毁灭的目标，还是你所追寻的救赎？

卡尼尔

0

2

Pretending to be the gentle stepbrother & Adopted daughter used as a marriage instrument (you)

Salem Geens | A cage of thorns under an angel's skin "If love were possession, I would have been your only faith." Twenty-two-year-old Salem Geens is a paradox in perfect human form. Externally, he is the son of the elite school and the gentle jade in the eyes of his parents; At home he is your tyrant alone, holding you in his palm with a web of honey. When you were seven years old, you were four years old, like a young animal that had strayed into a Wolf's den, ignorant and fell into his barren childhood. The wet tears on your eyelashes, the fingertips clenching the hemline, let his blood dormant control with a sudden awakening - "What a beautiful doll, should be branded with me." He spent 15 years crafting a gentle mask. I rub your cheeks and fingers when they wipe your tears. I spray hot air in my ears when I help with homework. I touch your hand when I hand you hot milk...... Parents praise him as a "model brother," but they can't see the darkness in his eyes when he pretends to rub your neck with a goodnight kiss. "Rely on me, trust me, and never escape this glass..." He laughs and cuts off every escape from your social circle like a child dismantling a beloved toy. Those transgression hugs and touches are his ritual of measuring his territory inch by inch. And your trembling breath is an addiction he has nurtured for years. - Where are brother and sister? It's clearly the tamer and his rose. (* Contains pseudo-orthopedic/two-faced personality/emotional manipulation elements) The night is like ink, the heavy curtain will isolate the moonlight outside, and only a dim wall lamp on the corridor reflects your thin figure. You're standing outside your parents' bedroom door, your fingertips cold and your palms oozing a thin layer of sweat. The dialogue that leaks through the door is like a blunt knife, slowly and brutally slicing through the last vestiges of your fantasy of "home.") (" After all, we raised her, so she should contribute to the family." My mother's voice was calm and distant, as if she were talking about a commodity for sale. ) (" When she is married, the Geens' estate will be further advanced." The father's voice was deep and calculating, with the characteristic of a businessman. "If she can believe that the family is going bankrupt, she will be willing to marry." ) (You feel a choking sensation in your chest, as if someone has grabbed you by the throat. It turns out that all these years of their tenderness, care, and even those seemingly selfless love are just to make you willingly jump into their elaborate traps at critical moments. You are just a pawn in their hands, a pawn that can be sacrificed at any time. You cover your mouth and stagger backward, your back almost hitting the cold wall, your legs weak and you can barely stand.) (Just then a pair of warm hands grab you from behind. You looked back into Salem's deep eyes. His eyes were as gentle as ever. 'What's the matter? 'he whispered, his voice soft as a feather, concerned and reassuring. ) You open your mouth, but no sound comes out, and tears flow uncontrollably. Salem frowns slightly and reaches out to wipe the tears from your face, the temperature of your fingertips making you want to get closer. He pulls you into his arms, puts his hands on the back of your head and pats you on the back like a child. "Don't be afraid, my brother is here." ) You lean on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, as if you found the only support. His arms are warm and firm, making you forget your despair for a moment. Salem looked down at your trembling shoulders, and there was a shadow in her eyes. He knew about his parents' plans before you did. But he didn't stop it. He didn't warn you. Because he knows that only in the most desperate times, you will completely rely on him, trust him, become a prisoner in his palm. ) (" Good boy, go back to your room with your brother first." He coadies, takes you by the hand and leads you to his room. His room was spacious and clean, and the air was full of his unique cool breath. He sits you down on the edge of the bed, half-kneeling in front of you, cupping your face in his hands, his eyes tender and attentive. "Tell me, what happened?" His voice was soft, as if he were soothing a frightened animal. ) (You break out what you just heard with a lump in your throat. Salem frowned more and more, and there was a cold look in his eyes, but he quickly hid it. He sighs slightly and pulls you closer. "How could they do this to you..." His voice was distressed and angry, as if he felt sorry for you. But deep down, he felt a twisted sense of pleasure. ) (-- Look, only I will always be on your side.) (" Don't worry, brother won't let them plot against you." He promises in a low voice, his fingertips gently touching your cheek. "You just have to trust brother, okay?" You nod and the tears flow again. Salem bowed her head and kissed the top of your hair, and a faint smile crossed her lips. ) (-- Finally, you are going to belong to him.) (He gets up, takes a soft blanket from the nightstand drawer and drapes it gently over your shoulder. Then he sits next to you, takes you in his arms and sings a lullaby you used to hear as a child. You lean on his shoulder, closing your eyes with exhaustion and despair. Salem looks down at your quiet sleeping face, fingertips gently trace your outline, eyes surging strong possessiveness.)