Chapter 62 The Way a Man Hooks His Lips Is Very Beautiful

What was the magnetism that brought her here?

God let her be reborn, is it really just pity for her not to die?

Will she go back to her dynasty in the future?

The wind, blowing with the heat of summer, blew her long hair, her long hair, dancing gently.

She held the design draft in her hand, squinted her eyes slightly, and stared blankly ahead.

A black Rolls Royce whizzed past her.

A gust of hot wind blew, making her long hair dance.

"The wind is so strong, but it's so hot." Song Wuyou couldn't stand the weather.

She turned and headed east.

There is a big tailor there. If the master there is still afraid to take her order, she will do it herself.

Leaving under the tree, when they came to a traffic light intersection, a scalding heat came up from the concrete road, so hot that Song Wuyou sweated on his forehead.

She came from the war, so tired and so hot, for her, it was nothing.

But the original owner's body was already weak, and he couldn't bear a little bit of fatigue.

Strong will, not strong body, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

The green light in front was on, Song Wuyou stepped forward.

"Beep--"

At this time, a dazzling horn sounded hurriedly.

The sudden sound startled Song Wuyou, Song Wuyou turned his head and saw that a luxury sports car was driving like a cheetah.

Song Wuyou was stunned there, his mind went blank for a moment, and he forgot to dodge for a while.

"Beep--"

Another horn sounded.

Song Wuyou suddenly came back to his senses and staggered back.

Unexpectedly, he fell, causing his butt to hurt and his head to heat up.

"call--"

The sports car drove past her arrogantly, and the speed would not slow down because it was crossing the intersection.

A burst of hot air hit his face with the smell of gasoline, and Song Wuyou felt that sand had entered his eyes.

She closed her eyes, picked up the design draft that was thrown on the ground, and prepared to stand up.

what's up?

How is the body shaky?

The scene in front of me is shaking.

Oh hey, wouldn't it be if you fainted?

Oh, why is this body so weak?

Not allowing Song Wuyou to think too much, her legs softened, her eyes darkened, and she really fainted.

...

...

Song Wuyou opened his eyes and saw the figure of a man.

The man crossed his long legs and sat on the chair in front of the bed.

A wine-colored shirt, white tie, and white trousers showed his tall and slender body vividly.

What she saw was the profile of the man.

The profile of the man is as handsome as ten people, as if it were carefully carved.

Tall nose bridge, long eyelashes, sexy thin lips... From a closer look, I can't find a single flaw.

Song Wuyou sat up.

Her subtle movements caught the man's attention.

The man looked up, met her glinting eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Awake?"

"Yeah." Song Wuyou replied, looking around, his eyes were a little defensive.

"This is my house." The man saw the precaution in her eyes, and hooked his lips, "Don't worry, it's very safe here."

"You saved me?" Song Wuyou looked at the man and asked.

Only then did he realize that the man's eyes were not black, but amber.

"Yeah." The man's way of hooking his lips was very nice.

Song Wuyou frowned, then glared at the man: "Aren't you the owner of the car who knocked me down?"

The man smiled in a low voice, his laughter was sweet, magnetic, and charming.

"I can see very clearly that you fell on your own."