She Smells of Sweet Wine

End of textExtra will be updated in two days~ During the three years from freshman to senior year, Sang Nian was accompanied by endless exam papers and endless memorization of CET-4 and CET-6 vocabulary, as well as a stupid netizen who had been arguing with her on Weibo and in games for the past three years. But starting from one day, the situation suddenly changed. That stupid netizen seemed to have his head struck by lightning, and suddenly he let out a blunt rainbow fart with a hint of nonsense at her... Ji Yanbai, a tough-talking king wearing a dignified and elegant school turf, unexpectedly discovered one day that the game black hole he had been quarreling with for three years was actually a woman, and was he the same person as the cold goddess who he had been secretly in love with for three years and dared not confess to - Hua Sangnian, the current department of the Chinese Department? ... Simply. * Ji Yanbai, who had become Sang Nian's landlord as he wished, sat on the sofa and looked at the "netizen" who was angrily greeting his household registration in private messages on Weibo. Then he looked up at Sang Nian who was sitting at the dining table, drinking milk and typing heavily with a stinky face. This is nothing more than earth-shattering! What to do? Is it too late to change your mind and become a licking dog? ? In other words, does he still have a chance to clear his name... Fake aloofness, real social disorder, brainstorming and complaining spirit vs. Fake dignified, real coldness, looseness, sarcasm, explosive and saucy talker Hey, have you heard that the school boss went to Antarctica with that girl by chance, and the public voted to get together with the most unworthy Mulberry! Two-way secret love, 1v1, ps: There is a small amount of online game content, and the game is purely fictional. The male and female protagonists are masters of yin and yang and strange spirits. Please do not enter if you feel uncomfortable. ——The next book "Laws of Love after Marriage" In a private restaurant in the second ring road of Rongjincheng City, Yu Huang, who was dizzy after drinking, was holding her friend's hand and complaining about her ex-husband through gritted teeth. "Do you think my brain was smashed by a meteorite and I want to get married so early? I have wasted my youth and spent all my first time on him. What do I want?!" Friend: "Didn't you say he was pretty good before? Why did he suddenly get divorced? What did he do to make you so angry?" Yu Tan, who couldn't think of her ex-husband's shortcomings and refused to admit the facts: "... We have different views!" Friend: "Oh, did he ask you to stop working and stay at home to look after your husband and raise your children and respect your elders? That's a bit too much." "No." Yu Huang held his breath and said firmly: "I like silk, but he likes pure cotton!" "?" "I like granular ones, but he always buys ultra-thin ones!" "???" "The most outrageous thing! I like sofas, but he always falls in love with floor-to-ceiling windows!" "..." Half an hour later, a friend answered the phone for Yu Tian, who was too drunk to take care of herself. After a few words, he tried to wake her up: "Yuyu, are you still alive? Your ex-husband said he would come to pick you up." The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while. When he spoke again, his tone was colder than the cold brown sugar glutinous rice cake on the table: "Thank you, Yu Huang and I have not divorced yet." Intention: True love is not afraid of traveling through mountains and rivers