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*The cold-faced cute beauty of the fishing style x the saucy green tea young master
[1v1/sc/he]
Copywriting one:
By some strange combination of circumstances, Shi Yue, the once arrogant campus male idol, lost his memory and became Wen Tanyu's work assistant.
He was impeccable in everything he did about his work.
The only thing that gave Wen Tanyu a headache was that this assistant seemed a little too delicate.
One afternoon, Wen Tanyu decided to meet a netizen he had known for several years.
After Shi Yue learned about it, he taught her about the "danger theory of face-to-face" all night long. After much struggle, Wen Tanyu still took him with her.
A netizen plucked up the courage: "I want to tell you something."
Wen Tanyu: "You say."
Netizen: "I, I like——"
Shi Yue: "Cough cough cough cough cough——"
He covered his lips and lowered his head: "Sorry, I choked suddenly."
Netizens tried again: "I like——"
This time Shi Yue coughed even more violently.
Wen Tanyu (slightly worried): ... Should I grant him a sick leave?
Copywriting two:
One day during a thunderstorm, Wen Tanyu casually asked during dinner: "If it keeps raining, how will you go back?"
Shiyue: "I drove here."
Wen Tanyu felt relieved and picked up another piece of pork ribs.
The two of them were eating quietly, but Shi Yue suddenly said: "How do I feel?"
"You look a little sorry?"
Wen Tanyu: "?"
He meant something: "What? You want to take advantage of the opportunity to keep me overnight?"
Copywriting three:
A seed of doubt took root and sprouted in Wen Tanyu's heart.
Always taking care of her emotions, showing weakness at the right time and pretending to be pitiful, thinking that possessiveness and jealousy are not obvious, should these really appear in a work assistant after amnesia?
Until that day, Shiyue showed his weakness.
Wen Tanyu called to him holding the schoolbag pendant that was missing from her high school.
"Shiyue."
He looked back.
"What did you remember?"
Wen Tanyu looked at him: "Or have you never forgotten it?"
Demining:
Just write whatever you want
Intention: Don't be unhappy, my little butterfly.
