[The top scumbag pulls to the extreme, a large-scale concubine selection scene for substitute literature]
[Campus literature, realistic portrayal, secret love, substitute literature]
Real-life version of concubine selection, large-scale melon-eating scene, pure reality show.
To sum up in one sentence: there is no explosion, only more explosion, no blood, only more blood.
"In the world between me and her, you don't exist at all."
"She doesn't take you seriously at all" the man said to the woman ruthlessly
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"Do you want to try it?" The woman invited.
"What are you trying?" The man was confused and puzzled.
"Come with me and do the things you've always wanted to do but haven't dared to do."
"Good"
Since then, the relationship between the two has become more and more subtle, and the game has gradually turned into a battlefield for three people.
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Fireworks rise, and the man hands the woman a heart-shaped balloon from behind. There are still three hours left in the countdown to the New Year.
"Actually... I like you." The man handed the balloon in his hand to the woman in front of him.
"Me too..." The woman took the balloon from the man's hand and looked at the man. It was just because the night was too dark that the woman couldn't see the man clearly, but she felt that his eyes should be deep and charming.
What will become of these three people in the end, and who will be kicked out of this war in the end? We'll see.
