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It's said to be a relaxing trip, but my heart has been lost. What's the point of relaxing?
In the small county town of Yunshui, meeting Bai Jingxun was Gu Mei's greatest salvation.
He is extremely arrogant but can exude gentleness to the fullest.
When he was drunk on his birthday, he dragged Gu Mei from the lively atmosphere to a cold but cold world that belonged to the two of them alone.
He pressed her hard against the door, her eyes blurred, her bony fingers gently flicking her eyelashes, her breathing sounding vaguely but not at all——
"Love me?"
"No regard for the world."
Gu Mei's eyelashes were trembling, and his heart was beating as fast as a rocket.
From now on, there will be a battle between restraint and desire, and a battle between reason and impulse.
That night, they sat in the pavilion and chatted happily, talking about their ideals.
The rain stopped and the topic ended.
She wished him happiness, and he wished her a bright future.
They can't stand up to the secular world, but they can't stand God's will.
They met again at dusk. She was rescued by him in a shocking way, and they recognized each other. The two stared at each other stubbornly, neither of them speaking.
Until a child ran over.
Bai Jingxun frowned and stared at the child, as if he couldn't believe it: "What did you just call her?"
"He was a trapped beast, but he unchained her."
1. SC, 1V1, he
2. Warm-tempered x lazy and indifferent; photographer x racing driver
3. Some settings are to advance the plot——..——
——The next book "While the Moonlight Is Strong"——
Noble and arrogant young lady x cool and withered bad boy
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It was an accident that I met Song Shijian. I had a bad impression at the time and regarded him as a scumbag.
Later, in Chenguang Xiwei's library, Qiao Yinong woke up from her dream.
When she opened her eyes and saw Song Shijian, she blurted out the displeasure of being scummed in her dream.
"Scumbag."
Song Shijian was not angry but smiled. His eyebrows were handsome and his thin lips parted lightly.
"Then what do you mean when you're still sleeping in the arms of a scumbag?"
The weather was very good that day, and Song Shijian confessed to her.
In the night, his eyes were deep, hiding the tenderness of spring and the pampering of the evening breeze. Qiao Yinong was almost drunk in his eyes.
The wild cat jumped out and disturbed them both. Song Shijian didn't rush to get her to agree. He rubbed her head and said gently: "The day after tomorrow, give me the answer in the lecture theater."
Qiao Yinong failed to keep the appointment.
She accidentally learned that Song Shijian had Bai Yueguang hidden in his heart.
In the early morning, I received a text message from him, which was concise and concise in three words.
"Got it."
See you again backstage at an awards ceremony.
Under the cold white light, his eyes were full of heat, and his voice was hoarse as he asked her: "Why can't you like me?"
# Turns out to be the love type#
"The silent melody played by the god of love is far sweeter than that played by musical instruments." - Thomas Brown
*1v1, he, double c
*Clothing designer x male star
*Previous campus, post-city
*First the female protagonist fishes without knowing it, then the male protagonist wins step by step
Intention: Love me, okay?
