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Chapter 497: A Beautiful Man

But if I get into trouble, wouldn't it be very sad?

Especially since Yaoyao is still the young mistress of the Leng family... Save? Or save?

There was a crash in the room. It seemed that the man fell off the bed.

"Well..." A cry of pain, coupled with a soft groan, clearly reached Yaoyao's ears again,

Yaoyao pushed the door open very directly,

Their eyes met, and for a moment, they were relatively speechless!

Sure enough, he is a handsome man,

He is not as cold and arrogant as Leng Haofeng, nor is he as warm and elegant as Nangong Xuan, nor is he as mysterious and seductive as Shadow.

However, he is clean and comfortable, and he is as friendly as the boy next door.

That slightly childish and handsome face, with clear eyebrows and fair skin, looked more delicate than a girl. Those watery star eyes looked at Yaoyao pitifully,

If you don't think that Yaoyao should have some maternal love, how can you let this younger brother be contaminated by Yunling's pervert? It's really a cruel act!

The man looked at Yaoyao for a few times, couldn't help but frown, and said in a low voice: "Yunling sent you? I don't need it, you go!"

After saying this, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and after a while his breathing became more rapid.

Yaoyao couldn't help but asked with a little curiosity: "You didn't expect that I saved you from the fire pit?"

He turned away and turned around, no longer looking at Yaoyao, and said with a trembling voice: "I'm not that naive! If you don't leave, I won't be polite!"

His back was to Yaoyao, and his white shirt was soaked with sweat. His white skin color came into Yaoyao's sight through the clear imprint of the thin clothing.

Yaoyao looked at the beautiful man's graceful back with a hint of admiration. He must have a good figure! I wonder if he has abdominal muscles?

Xu Yaoyao didn't even speak anymore, and was surprisingly quiet. He finally turned around, with big beads of sweat on his forehead, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone: "Go... hurry up...

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