Among the disciples in the Beijing circle, Chen Zhaobai is recognized as the favorite of heaven.
Without relying on his family, he became famous in Beicheng with his scalpel at the age of twenty-five, becoming the youngest surgical master.
He has a cold and arrogant temperament, his eyes are higher than his head, and he has a face that can cause trouble to all living beings.
Celebrities and rich ladies came and went, but they all came back defeated.
People in the circle privately asserted: The person who can make Chen Zhaobai bow his head is probably not born yet.
Until one day, he returned from the south and brought back a little girl who looked like a wild cat.
The little girl's name is Zhao Ye. She has bright and eye-catching features, but she is covered in thorns and is wild and untamed.
At a certain party, Zhao Ye dumped Chen Zhaobai in public, turned around and left.
The crowd was in an uproar and the air was dead silent.
Who dares to touch this cold face?
Chen Zhaobai had blue veins popping in his forehead, and with a frosty face, he picked the person up and left.
Everyone was waiting to see the show: "Just watch, within three days, Chen Zhaobai will definitely dump her."
The good guy quietly followed out, only to see——
Zhao Ye sat on the swing, his little face tightened, and he kicked his legs impatiently: "Chen Zhaobai! Are you done yet?"
Chen Zhaobai, who was dignified and arrogant and had never lowered his head, was kneeling on one knee, half-kneeling in front of her.
"It's not over." He helped her tie her shoelaces with a cold face: "Don't ever think about it being over in this life."
The little girl glared angrily: "You don't care about me at all!"
"I think you are the one," Chen Zhaobai chuckled: "You don't care at all that I feel sorry for you."
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Chen Zhaobai came to the town covered in bruises and was scratched by the little wild cat, and then healed by the little wild cat.
Zhaoye lost her mother when she was young, and she lived under the shelter of others. She raised a body of thorns to fight against the world. But one day, someone held her in his arms through the thorns and told her that she didn't have to be strong, and that he would love her forever.
Perverse and rebellious
The flower of the high mountain descends from the altar
A short story about mutual healing and nourishing the stomach.
2023.2.26
Food guide:
1.1V1, sc, he
2. The age difference is eight years. The heroine is a middle-aged girl
3. No intimate contact during minor period
4. Fight against road CP and bicker on a daily basis
Intention: What you love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas can be leveled
