For the first time, Lu Taotao observed his face in such detail. His eyebrows and eyes were like ink, and his nose was like a hanging bile, not to mention the thin lips raised at the corners of his mouth, and the few strands of wet hair on his forehead that were half-attached to his face. Through the heat, you could vaguely see the man's strong chest and the fine drops of water on his collarbone.
Lu Taotao didn't know why her whole body was so hot and her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She just felt that the person in front of her was so handsome.
He Chengxin raised an eyebrow and asked teasingly: "Have you seen enough?"
"No..." Lu Taotao blurted out as she looked at He Chengxin blankly.
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Purpose: The first street fighting novel