19 Results in the "After A Flash Marriage With The Childhood Sweetheart" category
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Chapter
AFM Ch 14
Snowflakes drifted down from the endless night sky, and the car was parked right by the roadside. The darkness deepened, limiting visibility, creating a disorienting illusion of an endless expanse. Jing Mian felt his breath quicken. He first hoped Ren Xingwan only wanted to kiss his cheek or forehead. That would be more innocent than what was unfolding now. But at this moment, Jing Mian admitted he was flustered. He could tell that Ren Xingwan was serious, wanting to kiss him. In the interval…-
41.2 K • Ongoing
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AFM Ch 13
"Mianmian, do you really like your brother that much?" Jing Mian froze for a moment. His mother's voice, a mix of amusement and helplessness, came from nearby. "Your brother has his own things to do. He can't hold you all the time." Jing Mian's small hands dropped, his lashes wet with unshed tears. He remained silent. The person holding him stayed still, maintaining the embrace. After a moment, the soft and gentle voice of a young boy whispered in his ear, "It's okay." "I'll put you down…-
41.2 K • Ongoing
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AFM Ch 12
Jing Mian was stunned, his fingers gripping the camera stiffened. His heart started racing inexplicably. ...How did their eyes meet so suddenly? Jing Mian lowered the DSLR camera, his Adam’s apple moved a little, barely holding back the urge to run away. Fortunately, he was now wearing his husband's coat. Jing Mian silently pulled it tighter around himself. The host, holding the microphone, announced that the event was reaching its climax. It was time for the gift-giving. But, with Ren…-
41.2 K • Ongoing
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AFM Ch 11
The call didn’t last long. Jing Mian used the excuse of needing to stream to quickly say goodbye to Mr. Ren. “…” Jing Mian stared blankly at his call history for a while. Had Ren Xingwan noticed? ... He certainly did. What café had a television, anyway? Jing Mian lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed. His words from earlier had fallen into the microphone without missing a beat. He hadn’t recognized Ren Xingwan as his childhood friend when they first met, and he…-
41.2 K • Ongoing
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AFM Ch 10
Over the past two days, Jing Mian had begun to frequently run back home. He would eat a few extra dinners, but in truth, Jing Mian was picking out some essential items. Aside from a few seasonal clothes and the necessary equipment for his live streams, there were also albums and videos from his childhood, as well as some computer science textbooks... Jing Mian guessed that they would move in together before the wedding. Instead of making a big deal about finding a moving company, since he didn’t…-
41.2 K • Ongoing
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AFM Ch 9
Jing Mian’s footsteps paused. His figure obviously paused for half a step. It was fine in the past, but now Jing Mian couldn’t help but be unusually sensitive to the name Ren Congmian. However, Song Yuhang raised his chin and pointed at the promotional poster not far away. Students were already gathered there, queuing up to take pictures, and people were coming and going during the lunch break. It was extremely lively: "Ren Congmian is coming to our school?" “Yeah, look at the forums,…-
41.2 K • Ongoing
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AFM Ch 8
Jing Mian carried Jing Luo out of the restaurant. Jing Luo had already fallen asleep. His small hands clutched tightly to Jing Mian’s clothes, his head turned to rest against the young man’s nape as he slept soundly and peacefully. Jing Mian looked at the little dumpling’s red cheeks as he slept, then couldn’t help but lean down and press a kiss to Jing Luo’s forehead. He turned his head and noticed that Mr. Ren’s gaze had somehow shifted to look at them in the darkness of the…-
41.2 K • Ongoing
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AFM Ch 7 Part 2
Jing Mian ate a little and felt that he had no appetite, so he put down his chopsticks gently. "Xiao Ren, give Mianmian more food. The child is so skinny; he must not be eating enough,” Ren Xingwan’s mother noticed Jing Mian and said with a smile. This time, Ren Xingwan didn’t ignore her suggestion. Instead, he really did pick up a soft, pale-colored pastry from the table and put it on Jing Mian’s plate. Jing Mian felt a little embarrassed, so he ate the little pastries. After…-
41.2 K • Ongoing
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AFM Ch 7 Part 1
After the match. Because this cross-server match was exceptionally exciting, the official channels quickly released a recording of the match. All the viewers who hadn’t watched the livestream came to watch one after another. Countless analytical bloggers suddenly appeared on Station B, detailing and analyzing this wonderful event in batches. It was simply delicious to watch. The most outstanding player was undoubtedly the newcomer streamer named Jing Mian. His outstanding and surprising…-
41.2 K • Ongoing
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AFM Ch 6 Part 3
Jing Mian was somewhat bewildered. He casually killed a minor monster, grabbed his backpack, and with a flashlight in hand, decided to enter a supply room on the third floor of the haunted house. According to his memory, that room was usually rich in resources, making it an ideal spot for replenishing health and stamina. However, as soon as Jing Mian opened the door, his pupils shrank in shock. The room, which should have been nearly devoid of ghosts, was now packed with them! Upon hearing the door…-
41.2 K • Ongoing
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