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The Heart Wants What It Wants!

Introduction: [Little Sun. Female comic artist lead vs High-class flower. Orthopedic surgeon male lead] The day after New Year’s, Nian Yuyu, entering her birth year, seemed to be possessed by the spirit of bad luck. First, she sprained her ankle at home, then accidentally registered with the orthopedic surgeon known as the "hospital's prize bloom" Chu You, and soon after due to a tailbone fracture, she met Chu You again. By the time she was hospitalized for a left arm fracture, Nian Yuyu was labeled as an "ardent pursuer of the unattainable beauty." Bewildered by suddenly becoming someone’s passionate pursuer, Nian Yuyu “......” I'm not! I didn't! Stop spreading rumors! Chu. High-class flower. You: “Oh, I believe you!” -- After they got together, Nian Yuyu, feeling guilty, strongly requested a secret relationship. Chu You agreed with a straight face, then immediately announced their relationship in his circle of friends, exposing their affair. The onlookers were excited and shouting: “We knew you guys were sneaking around all along!” -- For Chu You, Nian Yuyu was like a ray of light piercing through the darkness, bringing fresh sprouts to his barren heart. To Nian Yuyu: The moment you appeared, I was willing to pluck myself and deliver me to your hands! ——By Chu You -- PS: Both male and female leads are charismatic, 1v1, with a 5-year age difference. It’s just a slightly humorous and heartwarming sweet treat, welcome to fall into the pit!

Su Ren Yang · Urban
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370 Chs

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Willows grew in a row by the lakeside, their branches swaying gracefully with the wind, the tender green leaves dazzling to the eye.

Nian Yuyu sat on the bench, her porcelain cheeks tinged with a light pink, feeling too embarrassed to look at Chu You beside her because of the thoughts she just had.

She was quiet and well-behaved, like a porcelain doll that couldn't speak.

Chu You glanced at her sideways, feeling her arm brushing against his, and a subtle smile curved his lips.

The gentle breeze was pleasant and invigorating, carrying with it the moist breath of the lake.

The warm sun was meltingly soft, generously scattering its rays all around.

At this moment, neither of them spoke, the atmosphere was cozy, and time seemed serenely beautiful.

On the lawn across the lake, two boys were reading, and one of them put down his book, stretched lazily, yawned, and glanced inadvertently to the other side.

All of a sudden, his mouth, which hung open in shock, froze on his face.