Little Panda
Stories
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Chapters
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A Story About Happiness (7) "Want to be with you." Shen Yelan stood motionless, letting Xu Jiao hug her, finally only lowering her head slightly, smelling the faint, fading shower gel scent from Xu Jiao's body, as if becoming lost in it. Even knowing she was so ill that she couldn't distinguish illusions from reality, she couldn't bear to push this version of Xu Jiao away, probably because... even if this "Xu Jiao" was just an illusion, she was the gentlest one. At least she was willing to…-
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A Story About Happiness (8) "Wishing you both a long and lasting relationship/happiness." "What...?" "Why do you want to change majors?" The next morning. Shen Yelan had just woken up from Xu Jiao's embrace when she heard Xu Jiao, using a consultative tone with her, bring up the matter of applying to change majors. Shen Yelan was stunned for quite a while before her brain regained the ability to think. She tried hard to recall Xu Jiao's recent behavior during classes, but found that the…
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A Story About Happiness (9) "As long as you get better, anything is fine." Xu Jiao spent several months thoroughly digesting and absorbing the content of her new major, and also picked up those obscure knowledge she originally had in the cultivation world. She even caught the attention of that formidable professor with two interesting research topics, and during her spare time went to his private clinic to learn some acupuncture techniques. Because she wasn't the professor's formal disciple,…
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A Story About Happiness (10) "We are, indeed, a destined pair." In the room filled with lingering fragrance, Xu Jiao watched Shen Yelan who had fallen asleep after receiving acupuncture. A gentle smile appeared in her eyes, and remembering the bold words the other had spoken earlier, her lips curled up slightly. Then she wiped away the sweat from Shen Yelan, who was sleeping on the couch. Smelling the herbal medicine fragrance in the room, she raised her hand to yawn, and inexplicably felt drowsy,…
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My Wife (16) "Why are you suddenly so stiff?" Xu Jiao lay calmly inside the coffin board. Zheng Zhiyu, clothed in red, stood by the riverbank, with rows of red candles at her feet burned down to the last, nearly at the point of extinguishing. The wax tears flowed slowly, blooming into large red flowers on the muddy ground, swaying with the candlelight to the woman's feet. The woman's excessively pale, bloodless face was calmly staring at the river surface, seemingly searching for the trace of…
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My Wife (11) "Why are you so hot?" Xu Jiao thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, considering she was next to a big ice block. She always felt that only her breath was in the quilt, and she might wake up from the cold while sleeping. However, perhaps due to what she ate earlier, she didn't feel as cold as she imagined. She drifted off into sleep without realizing it. In her sleepy haze, she only felt Zheng Zhiyu seemed to change the position of holding her again. She moved uncomfortably a few…
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My Wife (12) "Do you like me a little bit today?" Xu Jiao raised her hand to push aside the actions of the person in front of her. She averted her gaze and stopped looking at the sky, instead beginning to look around to see if there was any door or passage that could lead down, as curfew time was approaching. With this glance, Xu Jiao discovered a relatively old iron door, but it was tightly closed, likely locked from the other side. After all, this place was not suitable for students to…
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My Wife (17) "Do you… want to do it?" Even though Xu Jiao had already adjusted her state as quickly as possible, she still couldn't escape Zheng Zhiyu's senses. Now that Xu Jiao's clues had been discovered, denial would be the most foolish action. Her thoughts raced quickly, but her face didn't show it. She simply followed up with a question: "Why would you have such a dream?" Zheng Zhiyu shook her head, her gaze still focused on Xu Jiao, observing something unknown. After all, she was the…
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My Wife (13) "Why are you being so obedient?" Xu Jiao silently finished her breakfast in hand. In the previous few worlds, with the creator's halo, not only gourmet food but even roadside stones would come close to her. If it was found that she was short on money, maybe just walking two steps on the road, she could be dazzled by hundred-yuan bills. Exams, work, debut… everything went smoothly, with basically no setbacks encountered. Even when expelling those with impure intentions from her side,…
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My Wife (14) "Shh." Anger slowly began to permeate after realization. Not only was the nominal younger brother splashed with soup, but even Xu Dashu, who was smoking outside and preparing to walk into the room, was stunned by this unexpected event. The father and son's anger seemed contagious, spreading between them, moment to moment— Younger brother Xu Jiayao raised his hand and overturned the dinner table without any interest in rummaging through Xu Jiao's schoolbag, casually throwing that…
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