On the sidelines of the basketball court, Lu Chi pinched Shen Muxi's neck: "Watermelon head, where's the water for me?"
Shen Muxi bent her elbow and gave him a slap, gritted her teeth and said: "Xigua, you big-headed devil, Lu Chi, you want to die, dare to pinch my neck."
After the fuss, Shen Muxi still took out a bottle of mineral water from her bag and handed it to him.
Then he came close to him and smelled it, pinched his nose, and said with a look of disgust: "Lu Chi, why do the male protagonists in novels smell like fresh grass or fir trees? I'm looking at you, and you smell like sweat."
Lu Chi: "..."
Later
Lu Chi: "Shen Muxi, haven't you seen a man? He likes to tease little brother so much."
Shen Muxi: "Huh, take care of me!"
Lu Chi: "Well, I don't care about you."
The heroine is a fan of novels and a star-chaser, and the hero is a basketball fan and also a straight man. I'm late to enlightenment. I'm sorry. To put it bluntly, I just want to see what kind of sparks can be created between romanticism and straight men in science. Hehehe
Concept: sweet youth