One thousand three hundred and forty-seven
In the fitting room, the boy bent over and took off his T-shirt. When he reflected in the mirror, he was covered with a white bandage wrapped around his chest.
It has been covered, so the z logo has not appeared.
It’s just obvious that after removing the bandage, there is a towering and enchanting curve.
The graceful neck and beautiful white collarbone slowly bloom, giving people a charming seduction.
Bo Jiu looked at the collagen material provided by Lin Feng, hooked the corner of his mouth, then threw the thing into the bag, moved his left hand, turned sideways and held something behind him.
What catches your eyes is basically snow-white.
When he was on the top of his long skirt, Bo Jiu raised his eyes, looked at the mirror, put the prepared curly black hair on his head, and then fixed it with a black clip.
The beautiful boy who was originally full of energy suddenly became a cold girl with a queen-like appearance.
Bo Jiu was holding an electronic igniter in his hand, which was silver. He lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. He remembered that the great god had said that he had quit smoking and pressed it lazily.
Looking at myself in the mirror.
For Bo Jiu, dressing up is basically just a matter of ease.
No need to put on much makeup.
Just need a mascara, pick up the eyelashes and add a bright red lipstick.
Looking at the person in the mirror, the typical witch's aura.
The princess' face that looked at the big cake beside her wrinkled, and she looked at Bo Jiu with great vigilance.
Meow, who will tell it, what kind of monster this strange boy is making trouble today!
Bo Jiu stretched out his hand, copied it, and hugged it directly in his arms.
In a black ankle-length gauze skirt, she was holding a snow-white cat in her arms.
This dress makes Bo Jiu look more like a blood girl in a comic.
Outside the fitting room.
The other three people who had finished dancing had already held their glasses and started drinking.
Even Lin Feng, who didn't know where he ran to the past, lowered his head to avoid some people's eyes.
The only thing that did not appear was the big spades.
It's not just fans looking for it.
Qin Mo sat there, his slender legs slightly, his fingers pressed against the wine glass, knocked them, and looked at coco: "Where is she?"
Coco was thinking about the captain's reaction after seeing the women's clothing spades. How could he think the captain would suddenly ask him, and he was a little confused.
Qin Mo said again: "Since you stepped down from the stage, you have not gone to eat or drink, you have been staring at me. What do you want to see?"
Coco was asked a little trembling, why did he forget the captain's ability to guess people's hearts.
"What's the matter hidden from me?" Qin Mo shook his glass and took a sip. When he turned his eyes sideways, his light was faint.
Coco really couldn't resist such a sense of oppression and was just about to give it honestly.
I heard a big uproar from the crowd on the left.
Here comes!
Coco's eyes lit up, and he looked over with his voice.
Lin Feng was also watching, and was watching from a close distance, because the owner, who caused an uproar, had already walked in front of him.
At this time, Lin Feng, after seeing the figure with long hair, his expression was a little broken, and he couldn't help but speak: "Damn, why is this person again? I guess the captain will be abnormal again in a while. If the captain is sorry for Xiao Hei Yau this time, it would be a bit unreasonable."|
Even though Lin Feng has a poor memory, he still recognizes this person.
Chapter completed!