Casablanca: modern 2v1, wheelchair MC X scum gentleman ML and young wolf ML2

Pei Mingshu's expression was still gentle, but his eyes changed slightly, and the oppression and control were naturally revealed. Perhaps he himself is not aware of it, but in fact his indifference comes from disdain. He arranges everything around him because he feels that he is wiser and more correct than everyone else, and the decisions and arrangements he makes are all correct. This is an innate arrogance that is difficult to detect.

He whispered: "Pei Qing, will you take care of me for the rest of your life?" Pei Qing did not respond, but held Mo Yin in his arms again. His arms and embrace were so broad and strong that they could completely contain Mo Yin.

For a person with strong self- discipline, once his self- control is destroyed, it will collapse more quickly than ordinary people.

Pei Qing thought he had won, but only Mo Yin knew it clearly - Pei Qing had lost completely, and he could see clearly. Father, brother, company... nothing belongs to him.
Ever since the day he brought Mo Yin back, he had always wanted to protect Mo Yin. In the end, it turned out that the person who hurt him the most was himself... He couldn't even answer Pei Qing's question... What can he give Mo Yin?

He was fed up with this selfishness that used love as an excuse.
Just imagine, something that you can't get no matter how hard you strive for is dispensable in the eyes of others. How heartbreaking will it be?

Reckless but not returning home: imperial court, war general (s), strategist MC (but he's bloodthirsty and can fight as well as a general) X war general ML

Their fangs are dripping with blood, and one person is controlling a pack of wolves, just like an evil ghost crawling out of the underworld to seek revenge on the human world!

He felt a passion that was ignited in his blood. It was a very strange feeling, as if he was born and raised here, fighting hard not for revenge but to seize power. He is now just following the same path as He Xuan - defending his family and country and regaining lost ground.

Between the capital and the border, Mo Yin chose the capital. The capital city is full of splendor, wealth and power, which can allow him to fully display his talents and ambitions. What is there on the border? There is nothing but yellow sand and killing.
The army quietly began to move from front to back, like a beast waking up after a nap, and stood up with half- heartedness to bid farewell to this prosperous capital that they had never entered.

"It would be great if we knew each other then."

Since you are so s*upid and loyal, why did you only want me to live at that time? You clearly know that if I live, I will not bring peace to this world...

"I never regret anything I do."

"Zangfeng, don't think about anything. Tonight, there are only two of us, only Mo Zigui and He Zangfeng. You only need to ask yourself, does He Zangfeng like Mo Zigui?"

"He Zangfeng, I want you to never forget me for the rest of your life..."

"I have never forgotten you..."

Priest: Middle ages western society, corrupt blind priest and teasing minx MC X limp and scarred prodigal son rogue prince h**ny-gripping ML

It's hard for a character as powerful as him not to grab the protagonist's attention. The protagonist either hates him or loves him. There is no mediocre middle term. There will always be sparks between the two powerful forces.

He came hungry and wanted to devour the priest.
He was obsessed with him, irresistibly obsessed with him.

Love can make the most powerful person bow his head, make the most arrogant person feel inferior, and even make the great Prince of Oss/Auston unable to figure it out.

"From this moment on, I am your Lord, your God, and your Father."
He didn't believe it, didn't want to, and didn't want to think that the priest was the person who separated the body from the heart. No, he must also love him. Yes, the prince was emotionally excited for a moment, convinced that he must have gained the love of the priest. At the same time, he fell into a deeper vortex, suspecting that the priest was playing tricks on him from beginning to end...

Charman's mind was filled with terrible questions. He was almost going crazy. He stood up and stumbled out. He regretted coming here tonight. This is not a priest, this is the real devil——

Smelly ditch: modern high school, grassroot and jealous MC X rich and smart ML who is tired of living

Mo Yin is like this, a stone that cannot be warmed, a wolf that cannot be raised, and does not recognize people when they fall in love.

"You have fallen into a trap, there are cameras." "I know." Li Xiu pulled Mo Yin and walked faster and faster on the narrow avenue until they were running together. Mo Yin heard Li Xiu's careless smile, "It doesn't matter." "How come it doesn't matter?" Mo Yin frowned, "Don't you understand? They want to destroy you."

Li Xiu said: "We probably still have one night." Mo Yin understood what Li Xiu meant. Mo Yin ruined Zhong Zeyong's plan. Li Xiu ruined his father's plan. People on both sides will have no sleep tonight, and they will use all means to bite each other. In this fierce moment, their two out-of-control factors can finally get a moment of freedom.

They don't know, they can't see the future clearly, only this night, they are still free.

The King does not see the King: e-sports!!!! both mid-kings that carry their team. unbeatable king cold MC x dark horse new rival team ML

Perhaps the most touching thing about e-sports is always the desire to win.

No matter what happens in the small world is true or false, the feelings produced in the moment are real. Therefore, all emotions are also real.

There are no miracles, no miracles in front of a monster like that.

One person cooks and the other washes the dishes. This is of course a very reasonable division of labor, but those are MY's (MC's username) hands. How can MY's hands be used for washing the dishes? (ML's pov)

Mo Yin stared straight at Yechi and said slowly: "I'm sorry, we have a dishwasher in our base."

He knows this is a 5v5 team game. He knew the protagonist would have an unbreakable team. so what? He has himself.

He thought he had been skillfully hiding it, but in fact he was really covering it up very poorly, or in his heart, his emotions were so full that his cover became too thin. He was just lucky and happened to meet Mo Yin who wanted to act s*upid. Or maybe he was unlucky and met Mo Yin who had awakened his teasing heart.

After so many worlds, he used his emotions to calculate things from the beginning. Slowly, his feelings for him became simpler and more pure. The pleasure brought by the relationship between two people was also very simple. He is a natural person. This simple happiness cannot be experienced by any means in his original world.

Mo Yin never minded being a villain, he still liked it, he liked the feeling of overwhelming power that made everyone breathless in pain but made them unable to resist.

Enemy: apocalypse fantasy, spiritual power users, distric 9 commander MC x district 1 commander ML, both powerhouses

"You can run away as much as you want, " Mo Yin smiled and suggested sincerely, "or you can scream as much as you want."
"I don't have any noble ideas. Don't think of me as the savior of District 9. What I do and all the regulations have only one purpose." "That is to make myself happy."
"My dear, " Mo Yin's smile was gentle compared to his rough movements, "I will not allow you to resist at this time."
"You are no longer the commander of Area 1, but my prisoner." Mo Yin raised his hand, pinched the top of his right glove with the fingers of his left hand and pulled the glove off his hand, revealing his almost pale skin. It is also one of the side effects of alienation. He glanced lazily at Tianshu and said, "If you behave well, you can also be my pet."

This is a cold, determined, cruel, crazy man. (ML thinking about mc)

No natural person would have eyes like his. That weird, profound purple color revealed a free and careless emotion.

"Tianshu, I already like you, " Mo Yin smiled, "What about you? Do you like me?" Although he was asking a question, his tone seemed to be full of confidence. That kind of confidence made people angry, and they couldn't help but want to refute, want to destroy his self- confidence, to attack and destroy his unreasonable pride...

What those eyes conveyed was a soul that Tianshu couldn't help but want to explore. Can this emotion be considered liking?

"Should I stop you? Do you want me to stop you, even if it's just a false success?"