What a picture full of passionate imagination, but--

On the street.

People were chewing breakfast while heading towards their respective jobs.

In the square.

The two young girls walking together should be like college students. While drinking the milk tea in their hands, they stared at the Huayu newspaper they had just bought on the roadside in their other hand.

A girl looked at the big title of the bare fruit, and almost sprayed a bite of milk tea, making her face turn red and her neck thick:

"It's so fierce. This title is Huayu is the largest entertainer! It's really great!"

Another girl was super calm:

"Don't be busy squirting, look at the photos below first."

The girl who had just taken another sip of soy milk finally sprayed all the milk tea on the floor.

"I will never believe in goddesses anymore!"

The calm girl looked at her partner with contempt:

"I never treat her as a goddess, you are just crazy about flowers every day."

Before she could finish her words, the friend exclaimed with the last photo:

"Ahhhh, a macho man! A macho man!"

The girl's hand was pointing at the last photo published in the newspaper, a blonde man on it.

Before the little girl's crazy girl finished her speech, she stopped her screaming.

Because, beside her, there was a man who was more attractive than a macho man.

A black windbreaker, a dark red-brown base shirt, and her slender legs are perfectly wrapped in trousers.

But I wore a black flat-brimmed hat, which didn't feel any incongruity, and even had a casual and decadent temperament of European and American street photography...

The stunned girl was thinking about a question in her head:

Why does my dad wear such a hat? Why does it mean that he is decadent and charming when he wears it? How can his dad wears it like a whole old man?

Final conclusion:

It’s shameless to attribute it to the age issue. I can’t admit that my dad is ugly~

Sweat ~~~

A pair of black polarized sunglasses blocked the man's mysterious and cold cheek, especially ---

Under the black sunglasses, the black eyes staring at the girl's fingers tightly.

To be precise, it is staring at the "macho" that the girl said...

The two girls' steps of moving forward stopped, and even the girl who had just expressed her calmness and was not a fool could not help but grow up.

Sure enough, there are people outside...

There is no best, only better...

However, the two excited girls couldn't say a word that this man had a strong aura, which made people feel oppressed.

Finally, the one who had just shouted "strong man" took a deep breath in fear, and then carefully held up the newspaper, and whispered to the motionless man standing beside him:

“Do you want to see it?”

Just as this sentence was said, the companion next to him wanted to leave him directly, sweating wildly ==

Return you?

Just when the "Fantasy Girl" was about to cramp in her hands, the man raised his eyebrows slightly, just when the girl felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat--

"Thanks."

The man's voice ejaculated coldly, even giving people a ghostly illusion.

Before the two girls could come to their senses, the man raised his arm, coldly took the newspaper that the girl held in front of him, and then left coldly.

The two girls stared at the man's movements intently.

When the man took the newspaper in his hand, he saw the slender and cold big hand--

The black ring on the index finger...

...

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Chapter completed!