99 Results in the "The Mister Wants To Mark Me" category
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Yan Yuzhou saw the rather embarrassing title and, blushing, clicked on it. The ID of the person who posted it was unexpectedly: Chi Yu Film Industry's Senior President, Shen Ci. Yan Yuzhou quickly scrolled down. Just like the previous post that had slandered him, this one also used a combination of images and text. However, the content was entirely different—this time, it was overflowing with love and affection. Even as the person involved, Yan Yuzhou could practically smell the overwhelming scent…-
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Shen Ci quickly noticed that his little cutie was troubled today. Not only did he fail to eagerly start his math studies after dinner as usual, but he also barely ate a few bites. Watching him sit there, holding his bowl and counting grains of rice, Shen Ci frowned deeply. That night, Yan Yuzhou burrowed into the blankets early. In the darkness, while Shen Ci was still awake, he finally mustered the courage to speak in a sullen voice. “Mr. Shen, starting tomorrow, can I take the bus to school…
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The next morning, while brushing his teeth, Yan Yuzhou stared at the mirror and angrily cursed Shen Ci as a beast. Last night, Shen Ci tutored him until midnight, kissing him countless times in the process. Sigh, who told him to have so many questions he didn’t understand? A wooden head like his was unacceptable. Frustrated, he smacked his own blockhead twice. However, Shen Ci was indeed worthy of being a mathematics graduate from Wenjing University. His explanations were clear, and he even knew…
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A new week began, and Yan Yuzhou returned to campus. Having missed half a month of classes, he had fallen quite behind. Since he had no foundation in this subject, facing the teacher’s new content made him feel a little panicked. “Classmate Yan.” At some point, Pan Feng had appeared beside his seat and was now pointing at the empty seat next to him. “Can I sit here?” Yan Yuzhou smiled at him, nodded, and politely shifted inward a little. After Pan Feng sat down, he looked at Yan…
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Yan Yuzhou recounted to Shen Ci the incident where Yan Yuhe had come to his house that day to borrow an inhibitor. It was blatantly obvious—Yan Yuhe was clearly trying to drag Yan Yuzhou down with him in a mutual destruction scheme. What he hadn’t expected, however, was that Shen Ci had the ability to mobilize the hospital’s best doctors and equipment in record time to repair Yan Yuzhou’s gland. In the end, Yan Yuhe had miscalculated—his efforts were all in vain, like drawing water with…
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Completely… marked… As someone who had crammed a bunch of biological and health knowledge after arriving in this world, Yan Yuzhou had only recently learned from the internet that, besides biting, there were even deeper ways for lovers to express their affection and needs. “I… I understand. I won’t have… any little schemes.” Yan Yuzhou spoke with a flushed face, feeling his heart pounding wildly. He pushed away Shen Ci’s embrace and darted into the bathroom. Shen Ci was left…
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Early the next morning, Yan Yuzhou, worried about Xiao Mu, gave him a call. When Xiao Mu picked up, his voice was hoarse, a result of the drinking from the night before. Hearing Yan Yuzhou’s concern, Xiao Mu chuckled softly over the phone. "President Han rented me an apartment outside. He said that once I debut, staying in the dorms would no longer be convenient." Yan Yuzhou teased him, "Doesn’t that make it easier for you and President Han to develop your relationship?" Xiao Mu let out a…
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That evening, when Shen Ci returned home, Yan Yuzhou was in the kitchen helping Sister Song prepare dinner. Hearing the sound of the door closing, he ran out of the kitchen, still wearing his apron, his small face carrying a smile. Sister Song followed him out, chuckling as she teased, “Sir, you’re back. Madam specially prepared dinner for you today.” A flicker of surprise flashed in Shen Ci’s eyes. Seeing Yan Yuzhou in an apron amused him, and his tone softened. “The gift—do you like…
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Yan Yuzhou tidied his sleep-tousled hair as he stepped out of Shen Ci's room. He smiled apologetically at Su Xintang. "Sorry, Miss Su. Please... have a seat." Su Xintang bit her lip, let out a faint snort, and turned to sit on the sofa. Sister Song, sensing the tension, tactfully brought out two glasses of juice from the kitchen before retreating, leaving the living room space for the two "rivals." For a moment, Yan Yuzhou felt a twinge of guilt and awkwardness as he looked at Su Xintang's…
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Watching Shen Ci walk ahead while casually spouting such shameless words, with that air of indifference and unreasonable attitude, Yan Yuzhou ground his molars for quite a while. Reluctantly, he lifted his foot and followed. Before leaving, he even picked up the discarded packaging Su Xintang had angrily thrown to the ground. After all, Su Xintang had mentioned that those things were gifts for Shen Ci. Throwing them away would be such a waste. When Yan Yuzhou returned to the villa carrying the pile of…
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