Can You Stop Flirting With Me?

Jiang Ruotang was lovesick in his past life, hopelessly obsessed with the nation's male enchantress Bai Yingchuan. Unfortunately, he was no King Zhou of Shang—even if Jiang offered him the world, Bai coldly ignored him. To make matters worse, his green-tea childhood friend exploited Jiang's lovestruck foolishness, swindling the inheritance left by his grandfather and orchestrating the ruin of the Jiang family. Reborn, Jiang resolves to uninstall his "lovesick brain." Green-tea friend: *"Your beloved Bai Yingchuan is transferring to our school!"* Jiang Ruotang: *"Not my circus. Over him already."* Green-tea friend: *"You’re totally lying!"* Jiang Ruotang: *"Plenty of fish in the sea. A hotter guy shows up, I’ll upgrade."* Green-tea friend: *"You’ve changed…"* Jiang Ruotang: *"No, my brain just finished developing."* This time, he safeguards his grandfather’s legacy, makes savvy investments, bankrupts the green-tea father-son duo, and builds his own empire. Rebirth is bliss—he’s got his goofy dad, kind-hearted mom, a brother as chaotic as a husky, and himself, rolling in wealth. But when he crosses paths with Lu Guifan, the man who stood by him till the end in his past life, Jiang’s "lovesick brain" reboots at full speed. Lu Guifan: *"We’re like the Roche limit."* (*When a celestial body enters the Roche limit of a larger one, it disintegrates into fragments.*) Jiang Ruotang: *"Wow, what a metaphor! Shattering into pieces just to stay close forever—so romantic!"* Lu Guifan, a staunch rationalist, realizes for the first time that a lovesick brain could be... this adorable. Jiang Ruotang swears: *"I *totally* didn’t fall for him just because of his god-tier looks hidden behind those nerdy glasses!"* (Okay, maybe a little.)

This is a very conventional, clichéd, and uninspired ABO romance. Please do not take the protagonist’s rants and jokes about ABO too seriously. After reading hundreds of romance novels, Lin Jing went on a furious rant under *Bai Tang Wo Gua*’s serialized work: ["The cliché is always the 'top' pulling the 'bottom' forward—author, are you writing with AI?"] ["The 'top' is always described as having 'chiseled features,' 'broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs,' and 'deep, soulful eyes'—times change, but the author’s taste is still stuck in the Jurassic era!"] ["‘Nuclear-level beauty’? That’s hilarious. Can a man’s good looks stop world wars?"] He even posted multiple thousand-word critical essays—nearly smashing his phone in the process. …And then he transmigrated. He became the protagonist of *Bai Tang Wo Gua*’s dropped ABO novel, complete with a useless "book-transmigration" system that’s only good at spewing nonsense. But the world he transmigrated into turned out to be a far cry from what was advertised—more like a scam. Lin Jing: ["Where’s the badass alpha I was promised? The marshal? The genius? The emperor? Or the undefeated *gong*, Gu Mo Rong?"] Trash System: ["They’re all waiting for you on the capital planet… to be graced by your presence."] Lin Jing: ["Where’s the scene where the alphas stride in with their two-meter-long legs, lined up like the F4?"] Trash System: ["Maybe you critiqued that part, so the author deleted it?"] Lin Jing: ["...And where’s the omega who’s stunning, domineering, and powerful, just waiting to be put in their place by a top-tier alpha?"] Trash System: ["It’s you. It’s you. It’s all you…"] Lin Jing: ["Open your titanium alloy dog eyes—do I *look* like that??"] Instead, he transmigrated to a desolate planet with no human civilization—only swarms of insectoid aliens. But he gladly accepted this post-apocalyptic wasteland where there was no 996, no brainwashing meetings on off-days, and no alphas forcing romance on him. Until— *BOOM!* A thunderous crash from the sky, and down came an alpha—no, wait. Down came a love rival. Lin Jing: ["We’re both omegas—why fight? Let’s hold hands and be good brothers instead! You’ll be the world-conquering, alpha-defying omega legend, and I’ll cheer you on from the sidelines with ice cream and yogurt!"] ...Except something’s off about this "rival"? He keeps worrying about Lin Jing’s delayed presentation, casually bombarding him with pheromones—and hey, why does he seem like he wants to *mark* him??

In his past life, Luo Yu was dubbed the "cheap substitute" for idol heartthrob He Mu. Everyone forgot that it was He Mu who had plastic surgery modeled after Luo Yu and even stole Luo Yu's school heartthrob persona. Tormented by guilt, He Mu constantly belittled Luo Yu’s existence. Coupled with his agency's profit-driven betrayal, Luo Yu struggled relentlessly—until he was reborn and fought back. Transformed, Luo Yu chose to live for himself. Watching He Mu’s petty schemes with indifference, he remarked, "Broaden your perspective, and you’ll realize some people aren’t worth affecting your life." Battling his way forward, Luo Yu had once lived by others' judgments but now became the person he aspired to be. When he stood on the awards podium, the consensus was clear: "Luo Yu is now the pinnacle of acting, while He Mu is still clinging to outdated school heartthrob tropes." In short, no framework can confine Luo Yu—only Luo Yu defines himself.

Five years ago, Tan Mo idolized Luo Qingyun. But during his internship mission, Luo Qingyun gave him a "B" rating—the famed Captain Luo didn’t even remember his face. Five years later, Tan Mo never expected to become Luo Qingyun’s "impossible fantasy." Too bad Tan Mo’s idol-worship for Luo Qingyun has long shattered—his heart is cold as iron. Heh, payback comes at the right time. Captain Luo Qingyun of the First Division always wears a pair of black gloves. Some say his hands were mauled by alien creatures, leaving them covered in ghastly scars. Others claim his hands were burned, and he wears gloves to prevent infection. During a mission, Tan Mo, deputy captain of the Second Division, lands a breathtaking shot—making Luo Qingyun experience true "awe."

An Lan has been a Beta for more than ten years, and suddenly one day he started to differentiate towards Alpha! He began to grow taller, became handsome, and his charm skyrocketed in the eyes of his Omega classmates. Even the high-quality Alphas in the class extended an olive branch to An Lan.While celebrating with friends, An Lan, in his ecstasy, touched something he shouldn’t have. Due to his own weak alpha pheromones, it seemed like trouble was imminent.A high-quality Alpha came to An Lan’s rescue, bit his nape, and sent him back home. However…An Lan gradually began to exhibit Omega symptoms.Upon consulting a doctor, it turned out that the high-quality Alpha’s pheromones, while temporarily helping An Lan, were too dominant. They even harbored unspeakable thoughts about An Lan, affecting his differentiation process.An Lan must find this high-quality Alpha and tell him—stop obsessively infatuating over me! But who is this high-quality Alpha?Option 1: The refined and eloquent Chinese class representative.Option 2: The overboard school bully and math class representative.Option 3: The legendary school grass so indifferent that it’s rumored he lacks any s*xual desire.Clarifications:Initially, the Shou will have the tendencies of many liking him due to early investments, but later, he is devoted to one person and values monogamy.From the beginning of the story, the Gong has already developed an interest in the Shou, not necessarily an unreasoning deep love. As the story progresses, the reasons why the Gong is attracted to the Shou will be revealed.It is said to be a melodramatic, nostalgic style, written for simple enjoyment without much intellectual engagement. If you’re looking for sophisticated writing, please turn right and leave; don’t disturb the mood of other readers.The author is unaware of specific reader preferences, and if there are issues, they will be addressed as needed.The ABO system is just a form of gender or s*xual attraction. What truly determines a person’s strength is their inner resilience. Whether I am an Alpha soaring through the skies or an Omega excelling in various aspects, it doesn’t hinder me from laughing and enjoying life.— An Lan.