[I'm very sorry, this book will be put on hold temporarily because the data is too poor]
1.
The year I met Chen Zhen, Baozhu was the most inconspicuous passerby in the corner of the classroom.
Delivering breakfast, passing messages... In the beginning, like most people, she was just a witness to Chen Zhen's beautiful love.
Until her lost diary appeared in Chen Zhen's hands.
"I don't need your likes, I just feel disgusting." Chen Zhen saw the content.
2.
We met again later, and Baozhu stood on the terrace of the villa. The autumn night wind blew by, and the feasting and feasting behind her were scattered in the light smoke.
"My new boyfriend is your brother, so of course he looks like you." She smiled, "So?"
Chen Zhen clenched his fists: "Baozhu, stop making trouble."
"Tsk." She put out her cigarette and looked unhappy, "Chen Zhen, you don't think I still like a second-hand guy like you, do you?"
Even though the night was thick around him, his pale face could still be seen clearly.
Deserve it.
3.
"I'm much better-looking than my brother. Are you sure you don't want to consider me?"
Separated by a wall was a grand cocktail party held by the Bao and Chen families for their marriage. In the narrow utility room that no one cared about, Chen Qi's warm breath brushed Bao Zhu's earlobes, and she admitted that his teasing was very useful to her.
"It's too dark here to see clearly." Bao Zhu smiled and stuffed the key card into his pocket.
4.
On the day after receiving the certificate, Chen Qi, who had always been a drinker, got drunk and hugged her to death. On the way home, he suddenly lowered his head and spoke in a sullen tone: "Did you marry me just to make Chen Zhen angry?"
Before Baozhu could deny it, he took care of himself: "Actually, it doesn't matter just to anger Chen Zhen."
Seeing that his eyes were red, Bao Zhu couldn't help laughing at him in a weird way: "I can't tell that Big Star Chen understands justice so well."
Unexpectedly, the next second, Chen Qi fell into her arms, and for the first time without permission, his hands went beyond the limit, holding her so that she could not move. His hair was soft, and it was a bit itchy when buried in her neck.
Her voice was so soft that it almost broke in the night: "Try to love me, even a little bit."
Intention: Continuous self-improvement
