Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 902 - Missing Realm
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 763.5- Begin part 2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 779: Establishing a Dao for the Yellow Court
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 05.01 - Gold
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 075: Essence Genesis Returns, Six Paths Departs!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 165.1: Battlefield Map
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 47: The Dyeing Plan
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 418.1: Secrets - Part 1
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 251.1: True Ancestor's Blood Addiction, Late Night Rendezvous with the Wolf Queen (1)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 46: Threat After Threat
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 763- Begin part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 901 - Pseudo-Apex Powers' Wealth
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 762.5- Bald head's ball part 2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 778: The Great Dao Does Not Exist
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.10 - Northern District's Haze
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 45: Menacing Smile from Venice
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 417: I'll Beat You to Death Punch by Punch
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 250: Engagement with Goddess Justice
A few seconds after he called out, a repairman stood up. He was tall, almost blocking the light from the ceiling. Dressed in a simple tank top and a pair of jeans, he had a tight body that still had proportionate muscles that glowed slightly red because of the sweat and hard work. You could almost imagine the contours of his abs from his narrow waist. Stains covered his unsophisticated jeans, yet he seemed rustic and unrestrained in them.
He seemed to have a physique that results in a feeling of having one's personal space being violated, making me feel as though something had touched my face.
As such, after only a glance, I moved my sights away. Vaguely, I had the impression that his facial features were proper and attractive. After a second or two, as though the corner of my eyes had legs of their own, I took another glance at his back.
He passed by in front of me.
His slightly long bangs covered his forehead, and he had his face turned the other way, so I could not take a good look at his face. He did not greet me, acting as though I, the owner of the car, was not here. He crouched down and used his finger to wipe away the dirt, revealing the scratch underneath. There were calluses on his long-fingered hand, on his fingertips, and the area between his thumb and index finger. His rough hands that belonged to a repairman seemed somewhat sexy to me for some reason.
He stood up and put on his gloves. My height did not even reach his shoulders. I had wanted to poke his back with my finger, yet I could not do it for some reason. So, I asked, “Can it be fixed?”
“Sure.” His voice was deep and hoarse, with a hint of cigarette scent.
“How much will it be?” I asked.
“You decide.”
I could not help but look at him with surprise, This guy’s got some attitude. After making a quick estimation, I replied, “Would three hundred do?”
“Sure.” he lowered his head and went to get the tools promptly.
Yet, I became stunned.
Why do I feel a sense of familiarity the more I look at him?
No way. This is my first time here, and I’ve never be
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