Chapter 7: Mr. Kang is a peerless beautiful man

Cheng Wufu immediately retracted his gaze, turned to look at Gao Jian suspiciously, as if asking silently: "Is this Mr. Kang or Mr. Kang's son, Mr. Xiaokang?"

"Miss Wufu, this is Mr. Kang!" Gao Jian seemed to see through her thoughts and questions, and confirmed the doubts in her heart.

Wait!Mr. Kang...... How could he be so young? Why was he so young? He started supporting himself when he was 10 years old?

Therefore, in Wufu's imagination, Mr. Kang should be an elegant and thin person, or a bald and fat belly, of course, he can also be a hideous old man, he should at least be close to the age of confusion, how can he be a young man?

Thinking of this, she immediately looked up, but because the house was too big and too tall, she said that it was the second floor, but when she raised her head, she found that she was about to dislocate her neck, which was at least three and a half stories high in ordinary people's homes, so she couldn't see what Mr. Kang looked like.

I thought to myself, some people can only look from afar, but not closely, and when they get closer, maybe the traces of time will be clearly visible. Rich people have the capital to toss their own skin, but it is not surprising that they look a little younger than the average middle-aged man.

However, Mr. Kang, who was standing on the second floor, straightened his body, as if he had seen through her thoughts, and Cheng Wufu saw him spread out his arms that had been wrapped around his chest, and walked towards the staircase.

His steps were extremely elegant and calm, unlike the slightly stiff calmness that he had just barely disguised, Cheng Wufu watched the man walk down the stairs from the top of the stairs without blinking.

As he got closer and closer, Cheng Wufu felt that his breathing and heartbeat had also paused for a moment, and the gradually approaching figure and face were like artists waving their hands, unfolding a peerless oil painting of a beautiful man to her.

She felt that this was the boldest and most direct look at a man in her life.

--His figure was not only tall but also erect, and if you made a serious judgment, you would think that he was even taller than Gao Jian, and his strong muscles were expanded, and at a glance it was clear that he had been seriously and rigorously trained, and his arms were light brown and exposed, as if he had absorbed air, and he was full of ostentation and strength;

In addition, Cheng Wufu found that his facial features and facial contours are deeper and more three-dimensional than those of ordinary men, and looking at his facial lines will give rise to the illusion that this is depicted by a fine brush.

Cheng Wufu's mind suddenly flashed the sculpture exhibition of a European sculptor that he had seen with his friend Xiaoyu when he was in high school, and the man in front of him was still similar to the statue of Adonis, a beautiful man in Greek mythology...... No wonder he looks so familiar.

It's just that the man's smile in front of him is too frivolous, and his expression is even more arrogant, and the most acceptable thing is that his eyes are so cold and cruel...... These characteristics that he should not have have have have literally destroyed the beauty of what he should have been.

What a shame...... It's okay to smile and laugh more, if you don't put on this stinky face, Cheng Wufu thinks that his appearance is completely comparable to Adonis.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Cheng Wufu found that he was committing a nymphomaniac, so he tried hard to hide his embarrassment. However, her straight-haired eyes had betrayed her.