﻿Jiong Jiong You Yao

After retiring from the National Team, Qi Yue devoted herself to the study of agriculture.
At a certain gathering, someone instigated a challenge, proposing that whoever lost at the shooting game would have to be kissed by Qi Yue.
Seeing Qi Yue in the test fields, carrying a hoe, covered in mud and planting potatoes without any care for her appearance, turned everyone’s faces green with unease.
Everyone scrambled to aim for the bullseye, terrified of being penalized.
The final result was that the male god of University A, Gu Huai, raised his hand and shot a zero.
The second time they met, Gu Huai was being maliciously provoked and overwhelmed at the Fencing Gym.
Qi Yue couldn't stand by and was compelled to intervene.
The third time they met, Gu Huai was homeless on the streets.
Qi Yue spent all her living expenses for three months to help him.
Years later.
Qi Yue looked at the world shooting records certificate, the fencing championship trophy, and the dozen or so real estate certificates, all bearing Gu Huai's name, and fell into deep thought: "......"

The Heartthrob Became My Boyfriend

Ling Feng's peripheral vision caught sight of the blanket, and he suddenly blinked, rubbing his eyes as he said, "Gu Huai, am I seeing things? Is there... something moving under your blanket?"


Gu Huai spoke expressionlessly, "You're mistaken. Get down."


Ling Feng scratched his head and subconsciously stood up. Accompanying his action, the frail bed frame squeaked again.


"I'm mistaken? But it seemed like it really did move... Your blanket looks a bit weird... Why is it bulging like that... And what's with this bed... It creaks as if it's about to collapse just with two people sitting on it..."


No sooner had Gu Huai finished speaking than the bed truly could no longer bear the weight, cracking sharply as it tilted towards the outside.


The next second, Ling Feng watched, eyes wide, as Gu Huai's blanket, due to the bed's collapse, rolled a bit towards the outside and then began to squirm.


It wriggled and wriggled, and then "poof" — a head popped out...


Chapter 103 Happy Birthday