The next day, when Daisy Zane woke up, the sky outside was still a bit gray.
She turned her head and saw Kevin Clark sleeping beside her.
He was still in the same position as before he fell asleep, lying on his side with his arm as a pillow. His other hand held hers all this time.
Daisy watched him for a while.
His skin was very good, smooth and radiant. He had long eyebrows and thick eyelashes, a tall, straight nose, and lips as red as cinnabar, seductive and bewitching.
If Mrs. Clark had given birth to a daughter at that time, she would undoubtedly be a stunning and sexy beauty.
A beauty that people would spend thousands to buy a smile from.
But being a man made it even better. The ancient and elegant gentleman had a fascinating and licentious face, and there was also a mysterious oppression about him.
Contradictions collide, yet they were extremely harmonious and attractive.
