Heartbeat! Secret Crush! The Sweet-Voiced Girl Next Door
[School Romance | Childhood Friend Becomes the Male Lead | Pursuit and Regret | Unrequited Love] Qiao Zhen dreamed of fragments from her past life: she had followed behind the aloof school heartthrob Ji Xian for seven years, obedient and gentle, offering him her sincere heart, only to be discarded without a second thought. Awakening to the truth, Qiao Zhen was left disheartened and turned away without a backward glance. At first, Ji Xian was utterly unconcerned, his voice cold and assured: “She’ll come back.” But on the Nth day, when he saw Qiao Zhen laughing and chatting with another boy, the façade of his indifference shattered completely. Eyes reddened, he demanded, “Didn’t you say you only liked me?” * Qiao Zhen had dreamed countless times that, in her previous life, after marrying her childhood friend Qin Yichi, they became inseparable, sweet and loving. Qiao Zhen: “...” Impossible, absolutely impossible! Yet later, Qin Yichi pulled her into his arms, his gaze full of deep affection as he confessed, “Zhenzhen, you don’t know. Every time I saw you smile at Ji Xian before—” “I was driven mad with jealousy.” * After years of silent longing, the childhood friend’s feelings were finally answered. [He is waiting, waiting for his pearl to fall in love.]
Heartbeat! Secret Crush! The Sweet-Voiced Girl Next Door
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The wedding night.
Before the floor-to-ceiling window, two entwined silhouettes moved in an intimate embrace.
“Ah…”
Qiao Zhen’s hands were pinned above her head, held fast. Her lips were a vivid crimson, parted with soft, honeyed gasps.
Behind her, the man’s Adam’s apple moved with a subtle swallow as he gripped her delicate waist, his voice low and mesmerizing:
“Be good. Call me.”
Forced to tilt her head back, Qiao Zhen’s beautiful eyes filled with tears as her sweet voice trembled:
“Qin Yichi…”
He was the boy who had grown up with her since childhood.
Every vein in the man’s body pulsed with heat, yet his hunger was not sated. He bent close to her ear, his breath scalding:
“Zhenzhen, it’s time to change how you address me.”
His tempting, husky voice vibrated through Qiao Zhen’s ears, a shiver running down her spine as masculine pheromones overwhelmed her senses.
Desire flooded her.
Qiao Zhen’s mind went blank; she clung to him, murmuring softly, “Husband…”
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The images from her dream surged through her mind, leaving Qiao Zhen drowsy and dazed.
“Next stop…” The bus’s automated announcement chimed suddenly.
Qiao Zhen stirred from the warmth of that embrace, her eyes fluttering open in confusion.
She was startled to find herself locked with the deep, obsidian gaze of a young man.
The lighting inside the bus was dim. The youth’s sharp brows, star-like eyes, and finely sculpted nose gave his profile a striking, almost intimidating beauty—d
