Author(s) Sweets Flood Ringkasan Pada malam upacara pendewasaannya, Nan Zhi terpikat ke dalam perangkap oleh orang-orang terdekatnya dan hamil. Empat tahun kemudian, dia kembali dengan putranya. Seorang pria yang dihormati dan dominan tiba-tiba menerobos masuk ke dunianya. "Berbicara! Siapa ayah anak itu? " Seorang anak yang menggemaskan memegang pistol air muncul entah dari mana, berteriak, "Siapa pria liar ini? Berani-beraninya dia merebut Dewi Brother Jie ?! " Sejak saat itu, dua bocah kecil yang mendominasi dan seorang anak kecil ditambahkan ke dunianya. Di tengah malam, dia menyelinap ke kamarnya, menekan ciuman panas ke bibirnya. "Wanita, apakah kamu tahu apa hasil dari mencuri benihku?" "Apa?" "Mulai sekarang, kamu harus membiarkan aku mencium dan memanjakanmu setiap hari." Erm ... Bagaimana ketidakmampuannya untuk berjalan pada hari berikutnya, hasil dari memanjakannya?

How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Yan Da, the only princess of the fire tribe, had always been curious about the Ice Princes. She heard about them from her father, her brothers and her people but see never saw or met one. Filled with curiosity , she captured one when she had the chance. She took the youngest of them all, Prince Ying Kong Shi.

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature