Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 707 A Happy Reunion

Luke let his guard down a little when he saw that it was Percy. "Why are you here?" "I happened to be passing through and saw a woman in need," Percy said jokingly. When he noticed the wound on Luke's arm, he sounded concerned. "Are you alright? Is it serious?"

Luke chuckled coldly. "I won't die. Yet."

He knew that Percy was concerned about him even though he was joking. That was the way Luke's good friends cared for him.

Perhaps friendship among men was like that.

"Tsk tsk, I should've known that you're born lucky. That huge explosion didn't even kill you, so what could a few underlings do to you? How did you become so fair though? Did you undergo plastic surgery? I'd like to know your secret..." Percy spoke animatedly as he reached out to touch Luke's chin.

Luke narrowly dodged Percy’s hand and shot a piercing glare at him. "Do you want to know my secret to fair skin?"

Percy nodded in puzzlement.

It was not surprising that he was curious. Luke's female disguise was breathtakingly beautiful.

He could not figure out how someone masculine like Luke could transform into a delicate woman.

Luke's finger pointed somewhere in the distance. Then, he tended to his wounds.

"What the hell? Where should I look? Don't tell me that there's a plastic surgeon over there?" Percy followed the direction of Luke’s finger but saw nothing special other than several grocery stores.

Luke ignored him. He deftly bandaged his wound and said, "Let's go!"

The man continued to walk toward the parking lot while Percy's gaze wandered from one signboard to the next.

His eyes narrowed slightly when they fell on a signboard that said "MYKA". Luke seemed to be pointing at that signboard earlier.

mouth opened wide in

don't tell me that Luke used flour

case, then he's a

room with a dome ceiling and golden wallpaper was basked in the warm glow of a lotus-shaped wall

beautiful woman slept on the white four-post bed.

the room, that

the faces of the mother and

eyes greedily took in the sight of Bianca while his hand

ever, but she

version of Luke was

child. He was excited, but his

away, then he went close and stared

face was peaceful. Her long eyelashes

"Mmm... Luke..."

out in her dreams, and her cheeks blushed

like a catalyst that evoked

his jacket and got

Luke again. While she was fully immersed in the dream, she suddenly felt something heavy and cold

sensation on her

warm and moist tongue enter

was shocked

her eyes and saw a pair of

"... Luke?"

eyes wide in disbelief. She wanted to shriek as tears filled

her hand and placed it on his cheek. "It's me, silly girl. You're not dreaming. Aren't you touching

Luke's face in a daze and mumbled, "So I'm not dreaming. You're really