Lu Qing never dreamed that his first pot of gold would come from his parents winning the lottery.
From then on, instead of licking the lid of the yogurt, I tore the noodles directly, and my life became a little more luxurious.
As a result, something even more magical happened——
At a few degrees below zero at the entrance of the cafeteria, he was bumped into the arms of a little girl wearing a hat, and was also touched randomly.
Fang She died on the spot, covering his face and squatting in a corner, unable to see Jiang Dong.
Lu Qing looked calm on the surface, but he was already ecstatic in his heart: This soft little thing is so cute!
Even more coincidentally, she actually sat next to him in the elective class.
From then on, Lu Qing, a 185-year-old straight man, started chasing his wife in the crematorium... No, it was a long road chasing the cutie who was afraid of society.
Add WeChat chat, meet by chance, treat someone to dinner, send milk tea...
The reality is indeed magical. Winning the lottery is a small matter, but getting hit by her is a big deal.
[The daily routine of being a sweetheart, the straight male protagonist is secretly happy + the female protagonist is afraid of blushing, and she is full of complaints about college life, HE]
Purpose: rational daily life