[Good girl management × paranoid genius volleyball boy | body shape difference | ambiguous pull | five-year age difference]
The moment Wen Qiao's secret trumpet that she had hidden for three years was broken into by Lu Yao, she had only one thought in her mind: It was over.
In front of others, he is a highly anticipated volleyball genius, casual and casual.
In private, he trapped her in a dark corner of the equipment room, holding her only weak spot and pressing her closer and closer, his voice carrying a lazy sense of oppression:
"Manager Wen, why are you so good today?"
She tried her best to escape from his grasp, but he held onto her secret and tightened the circle little by little.
Everyone thought that the meek she was the prey in this game. Until one rainy night, Lu Yao pressed her against the door and let go of all his arrogance.
"Don't hide from me... Please."
It turns out that she was never the first person to fall.
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