Man is inherently dead, either by Capricorn or by Scorpio, and the horoscope book says that Scorpio is vicious, vengeful, black-bellied, and ...... Heavy lust, um, so this is a story about a Scorpio woman.

—Epigraph.

The night is very deep.

The cold moon hangs high, and the four wild stalks chirp.

The wind of spring mixed with the cold of winter is not far away, and two overlapping figures invade through the car window.

The woman's unbearable murmur and the man's muffled hum continued to spread out from the air, shameing the cold moon hanging high in the night sky.

It's a car repair shop on the outskirts of the city, and it's night, and it doesn't seem to be anyone.

But in a remote place, a sneaky figure with a camera kept taking candid pictures.

I'm afraid of missing any shots.

He filmed the car * shock of an international supermodel, not to mention that a big wedding is coming soon, and the famous supermodel and bride are actually doing things with a car repairman from a car repair shop??

Where is this place for the upper-class groom Jiang Dashao in S City!?

It's so exciting.

The off-road vehicle was constantly shaking, and it was not until the early hours of the morning that the car returned to stability.

But no one got out of the car.

Early the next morning.

At about eight or nine o'clock, the sunlight poured in through the car window, shaking the woman's eyes, her long eyebrows condensed slightly, and then, slowly opened her eyes......

Damn it......

I haven't had a man in many years.

Yesterday, I actually lost to a glass of red wine with an aphrodisiac from the agent.

She twisted her slender neck, and there was a faint glucking sound.

It was just this twist that her lazy and casual gaze froze when it suddenly fell on the sleeping face of the man in the other seat.

The man ......

She hadn't forgotten when she first saw him yesterday.

He... Presumably a mechanic in a garage?

He was crouching down on one knee, holding a wrench, repairing the car on the outside side.

He wears black pants and a white shirt.

The cuffs were slightly unbuttoned and rolled up in two layers, revealing long, fair-skinned arms stained with some oil stains.

The collar of the white shirt was also unbuttoned in two, revealing a delicate and charming collarbone, and the line of sight continued to go up, it was a fair and delicate side face, with clear and slender eyebrows and eyes, and a high nose bridge, as if it was like an unattainable mountain.

The pale pink thin lips pursed slightly, revealing a bit of abstinence and coldness.

The wind of the night blew his black hair a little messy, slightly covering his forehead.

It was a very outstanding face.

Impeccable in every detail.

It's just that she won't say that after a few years, when she saw this familiar face again, her soul was surging at a certain moment last night.

It's really, too similar.

However, she knew that no matter how similar it was, it wouldn't be him.

At that time.

There was a sudden 'pop' sound in the car, and the lighter was stirring with dark blue flames.

A thin lady's cigarette was lit, and she sandwiched it between her slender white fingers, looking at the man, slowly swallowing the clouds and spitting out the mist.

Finally.

"Awake?" She lit the burned cigarette ash and looked at him lazily with a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes.

The man woke up, he glanced at her with a complicated expression, withdrew his gaze, and then slowly buttoned the buttons, and his demeanor was so elegant that he didn't see that he was actually a car mechanic.

She looked at him lazily, then she took her Hermès bag and pulled a bank card from the wallet inside.

Putting it aside, she said lazily, "There's a sum of money in it, I worked hard for you last night, and the service is good, but you should know my special status, so don't be delusional about coveting anything, and don't tell others, otherwise-"

The wrist was suddenly grasped.

"How else!?" A cold voice rang out.

[Brother Jiu: Whew!] The third series of articles of the arms group has finally broken the shell, Brother Jiu's mood is rippling, and the old driver has begun to gallop the rivers and lakes again.

It's still the style of the consistent ninth brother, both bodies and minds are clean 1v1, no junior, warm and healing is a hilarious giant cool pet text, the male protagonist is cold and abstinent under the bed, sullen and sickly, a tough little wolf dog on the bed, the male and female protagonists have no lower limit to pet each other, and don't look at the cliff regret the giant pet cool text! The new book begs for love, votes, messages, and smashes up! ］