Chapter 62： The look of a man’s lips is very beautiful.

What is magnetic, bring her here?

Father days let her be born again, is it really just pity that she should not die?

Will she return to her dynasty in the future?

The wind, with the heat of summer, blew her long hair, her long hair, and danced gently.

She held a design draft in her hand, squinting her eyes and staring blankly at the front.

A black Rolls Royce whispered past her.

A hot breeze blew her hair and let her long dance.

"The wind is so big, but it's so hot." Song Wushou can't stand this weather.

She turned and walked east.

There is a big tailor shop over there, and if the master there still dare not pick her up, she will do it herself.

When I left the tree and came to a crossroad of traffic lights, there was a hot hot air on the road made of cement, and I was so hot that I had no sweat on my forehead.

She snored, this is so hot, for her, there is nothing.

But the body of the original Lord was weak, and he could not stand a little tired.

The strong will, the body is not strong, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

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

"Beep--"

At this moment, a horrible horn rushed.

The sudden and abrupt voice scared Song’s worries, and Song Wu turned his head and saw a luxury sports car like a cheetah.

There is no worries in Song, there is a moment of blankness in the brain, and I forgot to flash.

"Beep--"

Another burst of horns sounded.

Song Wuxi rushed back to God and slammed back.

Unexpectedly, I fell awkwardly, and my buttocks hurt and my head was hot.

"call--"

The sports car drove very violently from her front, and the speed would not slow down because it was a crossroad.

A burst of hot air hit the face with the smell of gasoline, Song Wu worry that the eyes entered the sand.

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

what's up?

How is the body crumbling?

How is the situation in front of you shaking?

Hey, don't you faint?

Oops, how is this body so weak?

I can't help but think more and more, my legs are soft, my eyes are black, and I really fainted.

......

......

Song Wuyi opened his eyes and saw a man's figure.

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 show his long body.

What she saw was the man’s face.

The man’s side face is beautiful, just like a carved one.

High nose, long eyelashes, **** thin lips... Look at it, you can't find a trace.

Song worries sit up.

Her subtle movements attracted the attention of men.

The man looked up and looked at her sly eyes. The voice whispered and asked: "Wake up?"

"Yeah." Song Wuyou should have a voice, looking around, his eyes are somewhat prepared.

"This is my home." The man saw the defense when she saw her eyes, and hooked her lips. "You can rest assured that it is safe."

"Is you saving me?" Song worries and asked the man.

It was discovered at this time that the man's eyes were not black, but amber.

"Yeah." The look of the man's lips is very beautiful.

Song worries and frowns, then squatting at the man: "You won't be the owner who knocked me down?"

The man smiles low, the laughter is sweet, the magnet is very magnetic, and the charm is fascinating.

"I see very clearly, you fell on your own."