Li Mengyu

He was aloof, reticent, and indifferent to women. Many girls expressed their liking for him, but he refused all with three sentences: "No way," "No need," "No possibility." Except for one person—her.
Since she moved in and lived with his family, he changed a lot. The used-to-be aloof guy not only helped her with her homework but also protected her all the time. He liked to tease her every day.
"Be good. I'll let you kiss me."
"I will only answer your questions."
"One wrong letter, one kiss."


Sweetlove: Spoiled by My Childhood Sweetheart

With Sheng Chuyi's temperament, it was basically impossible for her to argue with someone.


Shen Zhaozhao had grown up without ever really seeing her have a confrontation with anyone.


"You two are discussing Plato without arguing?" You're not seeing each other, is this some kind of spiritual romance?


Shen Zhaozhao: "It's because I haven't finished the task he assigned me yet!" She hated writing essays the most, the thought of writing three thousand words just killed her motivation.


Two days had passed and she had only written a few lines, not even totaling three hundred words.


She was still two thousand seven hundred words short of three thousand.


Shen Zhaozhao did some calculations: given this pace, they might as well not meet this month.


"What task is so hard that if you don't complete it, you don't see each other?"


"A three-thousand-word reflection paper, could you do it?"


But that didn't stop them from giving her advice.


Chapter 382: Spiritual Romance