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.

fish quickly approached, squatting down

complexion turned slightly pale, “It’s nothing, just feeling a

it very painful?

up and met the concerned eyes of

down from the ends

man. The heat from his body mixed with the team was seeping into her, creating an ambiguous atmosphere

had no physical contact, the proximity still made

and quickly backed away. Aveline then

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

was her old problem. Coincidentally, she had

make something light for you Jack, come with me to the nearby

with you” Jack wiped his mouth with the back of his hand

even though the nearby islands don’t have abundant

the sea breeze was gentle. Aveline didn’t

the hillside had already formed flower buds and would bloom in a few days. Tyler said that when the sea breeze blew, the entire island would be surrounded

blossom tree to enjoy the moon, the