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The cold wind is blowing everywhere, it is the beginning of spring, the season when the warmth turns cold again.
A white private car slowly drove into the internal road from a distance. There were seven or eight free parking spaces. The car did not choose to park forward, but quietly parked in the most inconspicuous and hidden corner.
After a while, the car door opened, and a black high-heeled shoe poked out from the car, lining her slender and white ankle.
The car door closed with a snap, and a woman in a warm Gwen trench coat and a flat top hat came out of the car.
"Da, da, da", on the asphalt road with people coming and going, the swaying waist and the steps of the high heels landing on the ground are all so eye-catching, elegant and crisp.
Looking at this lively and bustling street, no matter in terms of figure, back, or demeanor, there is probably no woman who can compare with her.
Sure enough, a dark-colored private car, one less than the five Olympic rings, drove past from behind. Apparently intrigued by this scene, the bored man lowered his window and whistled.
The virtue of a male peacock who can't help but open his tail when looking at a female peacock is vividly demonstrated.
Men, when they see a girl whose back is so eye-catching, he naturally wants to catch a glimpse of her beauty, and it is reasonable.
It's a pity that the girl is wearing a white mask, with a palm-sized face, gold-rimmed sunglasses, and a Chanel silk scarf that hides her neck tightly...
No trace of the true appearance of the upper body could be seen, only a pair of thin white calves wearing high heels, moving slowly in the cold wind, which was almost hidden.
The man couldn't help but shook his head and sped away.
On this clean asphalt sidewalk, the woman strutted with her head raised, looking so confident and elegant.
She walked through one commercial district and then another, but the noisy market seemed so out of place for her.
It wasn't until the words "Phoenix City Area C" suddenly appeared that the black high-heeled shoes stopped.
It stayed for half a minute.
Half a minute later, she continued walking and glanced at a row of luxury and ordinary cars parked at random. The first thing she saw was a familiar number plate.
Turning around, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the commercial store, across the sidewalk outside the store, and across a row of vehicles, Wen Li took his hands out of his pockets and glanced at the man in a white T-shirt sitting in the teahouse.
Sure enough, here he is.
The dial on the wheat-colored wrist reflected light as he moved.
The room is very warm, and the thirty-three-year-old man is still well-maintained and full of youthful feeling.
It was very cold outside, and the wind ruffled Wen Li's hair. Behind the sunglasses, his beautiful eyes looked slightly broken.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. In front of the woman, he was talking eloquently, exuding masculine charm and giving advice. The woman was sitting on the sofa, holding her chin and looking a little lazy. It was admiration and adoration...
After four months, Wen Li finally knew where he lost.
Reading guide:
1. Double non-C, sweet abuse, he
2. Realistic mature men and mature women
3. It is purely fictitious. I apologize if it offends me.
Purpose: Female growth
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