Ji Chang Min Novels & Stories

“Let me guess? Another romance featuring Zhang Mingen.“ TangShi grinned at Xiaosu as her face turned a darker shade and her cheeks flushed pink. The girl had the worst kind of crush on the Chinese actor. She had made TangShi sit through a dozen episodes already of a show called ‘Nice to meet you’ and didn’t seem to be willing to let her pass up the rest of it. “He’s simply the cutest man alive.” Xiaosu flushed even darker, clasped her hands by her chest and fluttered dreamy eyes as she was lost in her own head. “You know…. ZhengLi Kim is a dead ringer for him and just about the only man alive I would seriously switch out my crush for.” She beamed gleefully. “Who?” TangShi stopped arranging h

Every now and then, the face of the girl in front of him changed erratically. Sometimes she was like Yang Zi, sometimes like Zhao Yunlei. Sometimes also looks like Shen Shen. Then, it changed again into a beautiful face that was quite different to his eyes. “Let me introduce myself, my name is Jang Mi, Big Brother.” The girl threw her sweet smile at Zhou Fu, hoping that her sweet smile would ease the patient's pain a little.

They hadn’t even encountered the team known as the geniuses and successors of the ancient gods themselves. “Phew! My injuries turned out to be pretty severe—my God of War spirit is damaged too. Phew, but luckily I made it… Ming’er… what…?” Without Xiao Chen realizing it, Jiang Ming’er lifted her veil, revealing that she was wearing nothing but her undergarments.

A tall pale man about 6 ft tall walked out of the kitchen towards us. His words got stuck in his throat when he noticed there was someone other than Mn Jun in the living room. "Hey Mrs. Lee," he greeted. "I'm Cheng," He added and stretched his hand towards me. I looked at his long slender fingers and shook his hand. "I'm Mei Xing," I corrected. "To what do I owe this visit?" he asked but the question seemed aimed at Min.

"And you?" "I'm just eating." The handsome one shrugged, spooning some tteokboki into his mouth. "I'm Changmin," Babyface said then gestured to the handsome one. "That's Junho; he's on his man period today. Don't put much mind to him." I don't want to put mind to any of you. "Okay." Yihai said and went back to his phone, sighing at the two page long speech sent by Jian. "You're from China? My uncle lives there." Changmin informed and Yihai nodded absentmindedly, sending a snoozing sticker to Jian.

Yu Meng could feel her legs soften, even though there were many students in the classroom and he couldn't possibly do anything illegal or bad in board day light, but she couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't dare to do anything though. Xue Yun also felt a bit pressured, so it quickly searched for any information on this so-called Mr. Chang, "Uh…he is sort-of a hidden character, but not really. His full name is Chang Sinan, a typical yandere supporting male lead. He is the eldest young master of the Chang family, monopolizing the whole food and fashion industries in their hands.

"Ximen Jin, who is it?" "Ximen Chang's grandson."

She said when she saw their figures lit. Actually, her past was this depraved, her life is worse that's why she was the strongest and cheerful among the rest of the girls. She acted as a shield to protect everyone as she promised. But now, she wanted to cry. "A heaven. Is this real?" She asked herself. She finally saw her mother singing and her father dancing together. Ji or Ji Min-Hye actually the most hidden among the girls.

Ouyang Ziqing eyes chilling to the extreme, he was the first zither master of Zhaoming country, so young will be able to have such supreme honor, however, his future, but all destroyed in the hands of Xiao dust, even if it will be Xiao dust bones, but also difficult to eliminate the hatred of his heart. Xiao Dust's face was bland, ignoring this person, and was about to move his gaze away, when he heard a sudden burst of exclamations from the crowd, only to see that in midair, a greenclothed man stepped into the sky, that person's body was handsome and elegant, his clothes fluttered, and his back was carrying a vermillion Immortal Sword, and the whole person appeared to be dashing and elegant