chapter 147 What is a man so charming for?

One hundred miles outside the two worlds mountains.

Lorenzo Becky was lying on top of the box, resting his hands on his head, looking up at the sky with a dazed look in his eyes.

On the roof of another car, Hilderich was hanging on a rope, drinking wine from a gourd.

The rope fits tightly against the delicate body, outlining a graceful and perfect figure, which is attractive to both men and women.

Of course, except for Lorenzo Becky, no one in the entire...