MTL - So You’re Such A Doctor Song - Chapter 691 Song Chuyi muttered silently, aren't you just a very unreasonable person

Big news: Fu Xuechen, the great God of mathematics department, is making friends with the little cutie of the Chinese department.

Her roommate pressed her: “I heard that the great God is chasing you!!!”

Ran Xing with a blank face: “He didn’t chase me!”

Her roommate asked, “What is he looking for you?”

Ran Xing looked at the sleeping God: “Lying on the desk next to me and sleeping.”

Roommate: “…”

Fu Xuechen is a patient with severe insomnia. His dark circles are comparable to those of Gaara. He was prepared for sudden death long before he met Ran Xing.

But after one look, he fell asleep on his desk.

He simply asked for her timetable and slept next to her every day.

Later, Ran Xing rented a house outside. Her roommate asked her for something and rang the bell. But Fu Xuechen, who was only wearing pajamas, opened the door.

The roommate quickly apologized: “Sorry, I went to the wrong place.”

Fu Xuechen said lazily: “You didn’t go wrong. She’s inside!”

Roommate: “…”

She said that the great God did not chase her!!!

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Born with a silver in her mouth, she suffered a fatal betrayal. Not only did she lose her family property, but also her parents died a tragic death. Reborn, she won another chance and some superpower. This time, she would take back her everything and repay the last man she wanted to see in her previous life. He was the youngest major general in history and the most charming one among the presidential candidates. Now that she wanted to make up for it, he would never let her go.

# SONOFLUCK

In the year 2060, a holographic game named Glory descended. Players discovered that the skills and equipment they acquired in the game could be materialized in reality.

Suddenly, everyone went crazy looting for resources in the game.

Chen Feng was one of the players. Moreover, right after he entered the game, he awakened a hidden attribute that everyone would kill to have – Top-tier Luck.

In the Beginners’ Village, all the other players chased behind the chickens in order to hunt them. However, things looked very different for Chen Feng. One by one, the chickens hit him and died. He acquired experience points just by standing still.

When the other players were grinding hard for resources, Chen Feng picked up coins for free as soon as he stepped out of his door.

When the other players were grinding hard in order to collect a good piece of equipment, Chen Feng was already garnered with all kinds of god-tier equipment.

[Fiction from the 1980s] Su Wen read a popular novel about son-in-law in the 1980s. The hero is a tough guy with a sense of security, but at the same time he is a bit dark-bellied and sullen.

It was the style she liked, so with a wave of her hand, she rewarded one million reading coins—and then she became the hero’s scumbag ex-wife.

In the book, the original body, as the head of the family who recruits a family at home, does not want to stand up for the family, but is a love brain. Don’t want to have huge golden thighs, but was instigated by the little white flower heroine, and fell in love with the scumbag from the next village.

After Su Wen came through, she hugged the male lead’s golden thigh tightly, and worked hard to make money and become rich. As a result, the younger sisters were too competitive, crying and shouting to recruit a son-in-law at home like the older sister, and they gave birth to a baby with the surname Su.

So, Su Wen started the rhythm of choosing her son-in-law every day, all of them are handsome and talented. One body is better than the other, and the family background is better than the other. It’s so hard to choose!

Someone who was left out aggressively blocked her behind the door: “Am I handsome? Is my figure good? Is my family strong?”

Su Wen: “…But they are my sister-in-law.”

“My whole body is yours. I will give you the passbook, and I will give you my life.”

The next day, Su Wen woke up and looked at more than twenty passbooks, lost in thought…