The Space-Type Big Shot Is a Sweetheart

[Completed novel in the author's collection: Little White Flower. Next up: If I Were a Cat. Visit the author's collection to bookmark it!]

As the school belle of No. 1 High, Lu Chao was fair and handsome, with excellent grades. Always polite and composed, he made everyone feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, like a central air conditioner running twenty-four hours a day.

He never arrived late or left early, always obeyed the school rules, and his clean blue-and-white uniform carried a faint lemon scent. The girls in grades ten and eleven were so smitten that they followed him around, cheering him on.

The basketball court was packed whenever he played, and the track was so jammed with students whenever he did campus cleanup that no one could get through.

He was incredibly popular.

Lu Bai, his childhood friend, watched coldly and thought with a dark smile:

Wouldn't it be fun to tear off this guy's fake facade and show everyone how he gets scared by a tiny bug and jumps behind me?

Before she could put the plan into action, she was forced to face a different reality.

Earthbound spirits crushed beneath cars, ghosts hanging from streetlights, senior students wandering around the school field...

And the only person with her was Lu Chao, the one who started it all.

The guy couldn't stand being left out and tried to drag her into it with him.

Lu Jiaojiao declared, "If you can't have my heart, at least you can have me. Happy now?"

The rabbit, gentle in appearance but ferocious in reality: "I'll bite you. Don't test me."

#Even if your man is a handful, you still have to spoil him# #What can you do? Just get on with it# #Nice people get pushed around# #That bastard acts this way because he knows I like him# #Might as well make a scene about it#

P.S. The heroine isn't fierce at first. She only gets fierce later.

A silly horror-mystery story. The male lead really is a bit, um, of a little pervert.

A little scene:

One night.

Lu Chao had just managed to escape a drinking party. His black shirt reeked of alcohol, mixed with a woman's perfume. He'd undone two buttons because he was hot, revealing pale skin and a finely sculpted collarbone. His suit jacket hung over his arm.

Still refined, yet with the air of a beast beneath the surface.

The man glanced at the ghost in his car, leisurely pulled out his phone, and answered. His tone shifted from plaintive to exasperated.

"Honey, there's a female ghost in my car."

"Mm. I can't get rid of her."

"I'm scared."

"I'm a married man. This looks bad."

"Can't you come pick me up?"

Half an hour later, Lu Bai hurried over. She took one look at the "female ghost," who appeared to be no older than ten, inside his car, and slammed the door in fury. Before she could speak, the drunken man pulled her into his arms.

He happily nuzzled her hair, then lowered his voice and gently coaxed her:

"Xiaobai is the best."

Lu Bai: "..."

Theme: Warmth