The Male God Likes White Lotus Flowers

The first time Wen Tanxia saw Gu Youshen, her heart fluttered wildly. Wen Tanxia made up her mind that, by any means necessary, she would sleep with Gu Youshen. Her good friend shook his head when he heard. "Gu Youshen is handsome and rich, and he prefers pure, innocent white lotuses (not an insult). A flashy seductress like you can stop dreaming." Wen Tanxia had thick skin and plenty of perseverance. If her idol preferred the pure type, she'd just pretend to be an innocent beauty and get close to him. She'd do this and that with him, make sure the deed was done, and then she'd have a powerful patron. She could date him, ask him to give her a role in a TV drama, and become a winner in life. Wen Tanxia's plan seemed foolproof, but who knew her idol would be so cold and chaste? He gave her only one line: "Classmate, you need to know your place." Four years earlier, on a scorching summer day outside the dormitory, Wen Tanxia had stood proud and tall before her flustered, bashful admirer and tossed out the same line: "Classmate, you need to know your place." One-on-one, happy ending For the bottom, this is a story of "I like you, so why do you hate me?" For the top, this is a story of "I try so hard to hate him, but I can't help liking him anyway. Why am I such a masochist?" Under 200,000 characters. -> My other story