Two Worlds of Fiction: The Interweaving of Eroticism and PurityChapter 1
At the concert, I handed the campus heartthrob a few small, square, jagged-edged objects.
"Here, have some candy."
The heartthrob took it, unwrapped it, and immediately pulled out a rubber ring.
The place went wild.
Oh my, I almost forgot I am the female lead of a sex scene
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It's been three months since I transmigrated into this campus pure love story.
Not only have I not gotten any action.
Every guy here guards their purity like a treasure, blushing at just holding hands.
Unlike the men in our story.
Meet once, kiss twice, and be in bed by the third time.
Here, every guy is a pure love warrior.
I came to the music festival just to give it another try.
Maybe in the crowded crowd, I could spark some "love" with some handsome guy.
Though the chances of that in a pure love story are slim…
The host's voice echoed from the stage: "Today, we'll pick one lucky audience member to personally give a gift to Lucas Barnes, and he'll unwrap it on the spot!"
I twitched my lips; is this what they call a benefit in a pure love story?
Might as well just do it directly…
"And the lucky audience member is—you!"
A spotlight hit my face precisely.