Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 163

aled and mandar body caught her age. Owen’s skin was slightly darker than Alexander’s, a genuine bronze color.

ders and dancer waist, with dearly defined chest muscles, just like Alexander, he also had some wounds on his body.

we droptere fored down his wall defined abdomen, every movement he made exuded a wild masculine charm.

Branding dah basket, the mulight cat a parking reflection on the sea behind him. Although his face couldn’t be seen, his slender jawline showed diar les in a very pleasant mont

Oxen dimbed schors barefoot, seawater tricking down his military pants, showcasing his well–toned abs.

Keeline anransciously looked away Tll go start a fire to grill the fish.”

Tim. II take care of the innards. We’re lucky, there are a few crabs.”

Aveline quickly gathered dry branches and firewood. She hurriedly came down with the firewood, her stomach churning.

who was gutting the fish quickly approached, squatting down and anxiously looking at Aveline.

rubbed her stomach and her complexion turned slightly pale, “It’s nothing, just feeling a bit

very painful?

on her face, Aveline looked up and met the concerned

droplets continued to fall down from the ends

was almost completely enveloped in the embrace of the half–squatting man. The heat from his

had no physical contact, the proximity still made Aveline feel

realized this as well, and quickly backed away. Aveline then replied, “It

she wasn’t feeling well. She asked in a local dialect, “Where does

her old problem. Coincidentally, she had finished her stomach

make something light for you Jack, come with me

mouth

with the chatry Jack. Am held Aveline’s hand and said, “Don’t worry, even though the nearby islands don’t have abundant resources,

sea breeze was gentle. Aveline

bloom in a few days. Tyler said that when the sea breeze

a small lamp under the cherry blossom tree to