Category: Transmigration: The Simple Girl Chunfu

The water in the iron pot boiled fiercely, sending waves of scorching heat toward them. Jicheng motioned for Chunfu, who stood nearby, to step back, afraid t

When Chunfu woke up, the sky outside was already bright, and the space beside her was empty, leaving only neatly folded bedding. She pulled the thin quilt ov

The silence between them lingered for a while, and Chunfu’s increasingly innocent gaze felt like flames on a torture rack to him, making him unbearably uncom

The weather was neither too hot nor too cold. After lunch, the elderly men and women of the village gathered under the large locust tree, chatting and joking

The two locked the door and left the courtyard. In the distance, the clouds on the horizon were bathed in sunlight, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene

Most young women from poor families had some skills; when their households were a bit better off, they would buy a few yards of fabric from the cloth shop to

Jicheng carried the items in both hands and had just sat down when the waiter, smiling warmly, approached. Upon seeing Chunfu behind him, the waiter immediat

Brother Liansheng was feeling much better now. He had wanted to return to work earlier, but his wife wouldn’t allow it, insisting he rest at home for a coupl

That night was as agonizing as fire. The initial heavy worries dissipated with the rhythmic breathing of the person beside him, vanishing into the unknown. T

The ugliness of Xiuhua wasn’t in her plain facial features, but in the large mole on her chin. Staring at it for a few moments would make one feel uncomforta