Chapter 46: Mysterious Beautiful Boy ③

  He was like a martial arts hero, landing on the ground with the wind, his classic black robe set off his tall and majestic figure. He stood with his back to me, like a proud pine tree. His back alone was so handsome that if he turned around, I would definitely be unable to withstand it.

  It seems I really have dogshit luck, the boys I've met these past few days are all handsome guys, absolutely handsome to the point of causing a landslide, unmatched by anyone, even the sun god Apollo would be so ashamed that he'd dig a hole three feet deep.

  "You're useless too! You've been cornered with no way out, haven't you?" The handsome young man looked at me sideways.

  "Who said that! I'm just warming up first!" I muttered discontentedly.

  "Oh? Really? Then you go first." He turned his head back to look at me.

  When I saw his whole face, I was enraged---

  His delicate face is as smooth as a peeled hard-boiled egg, the most... what makes me jealous is the cherry lips under his straight nose bridge, and there's not even a slight crack on his lip, it's as moist as water. I really didn't expect that there would be a man who looks more feminine than girls, he really looks too beautiful, just like Venus, the goddess of beauty in Greek mythology, oh, no, even more beautiful than Venus. It makes me, a girl, can't help but feel jealous.

  "Hey, have you had enough?!" The boy's tone was clearly impatient.

  "What... had enough of looking? I wasn't even looking at you." I quickly turned my head away from him.

  But when I turned my head, my eyes inadvertently collided with that "glowing" uncle, who was twisting his gray body, seemingly dancing the elephant dance that Shin-chan often dances, and he walked towards me with a silly smile.

  "Mom..." I screamed and quickly turned my head back, slapping my cheeks hard to forget the strange thing I just saw...

  "Haha... I didn't think you were so sentimental after all, do you want me to help you?" He raised an eyebrow at the delicate eyebrows that the painter had carefully drawn.

  I nodded frantically at him without thinking, because I really didn't want to see that dirty old man again.

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