"Eh..." Bei Xiaoxiao raised his head in shock, but almost fell into two deep pools of amber eyes and couldn't extricate himself. Oh my god, those eyes were so deep. It was very difficult for her to move her gaze to his face.
When an almost evilly handsome face came into her eyes, her eyes suddenly stopped.
Oh my god, what a handsome man. He is handsome but has the resoluteness of a man. There is a majestic and domineering look between his raised eyebrows that makes people dare not look directly at him. She also faintly felt a shocking nobility in him.
Angry, and his clothes are different from hers,
His outfit was exactly like that of an ancient man. He was a very handsome classical handsome guy. Intuitively, she felt that he must be no ordinary man, giving off the aura of a strong man.[
"Girl, how are you feeling now?" There was a hint of worry on the man's handsome face. He had a nice voice, low and magnetic. It was the nicest male voice Bei Xiaoxiao had ever heard.
She stared at him blankly. For a moment, her tongue seemed to have been bitten off by a cat, and she was speechless. According to comprehensive analysis, she had temporarily suffered from nymphomania, and she just barely drooled at him.
"Girl..." Seeing her looking at him without any reaction, the handsome man couldn't help but worriedly stretched his hand to her eyes and asked: "Girl, are you okay?"
"Uh..." The soul that had been wandering around the world finally returned to its original place. What surprised her was that not only did an unprecedentedly beautiful man appear in front of her, but she was also in a yurt at the moment.
Blinking her eyes hard, she realized that everything in front of her was not an illusion, so she spoke anxiously: "Excuse me, am I dreaming now?"
She thought she must be dreaming at this moment, otherwise how could she find herself lying in a yurt, and a handsome man dressed like an ancient man appeared to take care of her, and he even called her
As for the girl, if she was not dreaming, it would be really difficult for her to explain the current situation.
"I'm sorry, girl, you're not dreaming." Seeing her eagerness, the handsome man frowned slightly before hesitating and replying apologetically.
"What, I'm not dreaming? Stretch out your hand." How could it not be a dream?
