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When the monthly exam results were released, she and he were tied for first place. She stared at the names side by side on the red list and gritted her back teeth. In the midterm exam, he scored 0.5 Points more than her. He stopped her in the corridor, supported the wall with one hand, and smiled widely: "Call me, senior, and I will teach you physics." She stepped on his limited edition sneakers and said expressionlessly, "Dreaming." Later, when the college entrance examination scores came out, she scored one more point than him. It was rare for her to take the initiative to send a message. She wrote and deleted it, and finally sent only two words: "Concession." He replied instantly: "Marry me." It was too late to withdraw.

The day Gu Qingyan returned from Paris, Shen Zhuo was forced by his mother to pick him up. After waiting in the car for forty minutes, he made up his mind - if he brought the person back, it would be a business trip, and from now on he would hide if he could. Then she walked out of the VIP channel. Black dress, black hair, skin as white as snow, rich face and red lips. She looks like a character coming out of an ancient painting. She is dignified and charming. When she smiles, the whole world lights up. Shen Zhuo heard his heart skip a beat. Later he discovered that this woman was a hundred times more difficult to deal with than he thought. She calmly picked up food for him, complimented him lightly on how good-looking he was, handed him water when he finished playing ball, and pretended not to see anything when he was awkward. She was like a bottomless pool of water. He knew he should stay away, but he still plunged into it. After being together, he felt everything was stable. Until she casually mentioned that the bouquet of wild daisies he gave her meant "deep love" and asked him if he meant it. Shen Zhuo didn't change his expression: "Yes, I did it on purpose. Whatever happened." The tips of the ears are red. -- Many years later, Shen Zhuo dug out a yellowed notebook from a drawer in the study room. When he opened it, it was her diary written many years ago, with delicate and gentle handwriting. There was only one sentence written inside-- "That young man was unruly and full of enthusiasm. He held a bouquet of wild daisies and knelt down in front of me amidst the noise of all beings. He was the only person in the world who truly loved me." PS: A business tycoon The copywriting was written by some idiots.

Zhu Nanzhi was born extremely beautiful, with the kind of appearance that comes out of ancient paintings of a peaceful country and a peaceful people, with skin as white as fat and eyes like autumn water. But she has a secret - she can see other people's "qi". Until she met Lu Yanci. The man's body was wrapped in a thick, dying gray air, but his brows and eyes were filled with the high-spirited, stinky and perverse look of a young man. He leaned on the limited-edition supercar and smiled wildly at her: "Sister Nanzhi, I heard that you can read fortune tellers? Then take a look, am I your destined husband?" Zhu Nazhi looked at his handsome face that was full of anger for both humans and gods, and then at the gray air hovering above his head, and said sincerely: "You're going to die soon." Lu Yanci chuckled, pulled her into his arms, and his warm breath brushed the tips of her ears: "Then are you willing to let me die?" Later, the surly and unruly prince of the Lu family was accompanied by a fair-skinned and beautiful little girl. He protected her like an eyeball, and would be jealous of anyone who took a second look. However, he held her in his arms at night and refused to let go. His voice was hoarse and muffled: "Zhi Zhi, touch me, I seem to be alive again." [Beautiful and gorgeous little goddess x young master born to death \u002F Shuangjie \u002F Sweet pet \u002F Fantasy]