C274 An Improper Man

It was another evening, which was also the most summer evening of the year, and the sun hanging at the end of the sky was half covered by the clouds, and there was still the hot smell of the afternoon in the air.

I held the sliced watermelon in my hand and sat on the rattan chair on the balcony to eat while looking at all kinds of beauties passing by. However, I didn't have any intentions