Seriously, you can't blame these bits, this person, almost all of them are visual animals, unless the taste is too unique and heavy-mouthed, otherwise as long as it is a person, they will shy away from the current image of this little model. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Water is a mess of cosmetics, although the price of the makeup used by this little model is not low, but this is not a shot that needs to be in contact with water, so under normal circumstances, no one will use those cosmetics with a specific effect, so it is no wonder that this little model is tragic.

In order to make herself more prominent about her grievances, in fact, the little model really felt that she was wronged today, after all, for a person who attaches great importance to his appearance, a crooked nose and swollen face are definitely an unbearable thing. Now that this backer is here, how can she do it if she doesn't cry, how can she be worthy of the grievances she suffered today if she doesn't cry well, and don't let her godfather know how miserable she is today, how can she let her godfather punish these people heavily and let her out of this evil breath?

It's a pity that this girl Qianshu has forgotten her current image problem.

If she is the face before, then it's okay to say, although this is a whole thing, but unless it is a very person of this level similar to J, it is impossible for normal people to see it, the glamorous little face, the bumpy figure, with this little grievance, the effect of attracting pity is definitely a drop of pity. But now, when Fitt hit him, the corners of his mouth were swollen, his nose was crooked, not to mention, and even the prosthesis in his nose was exposed, just like a rhinoceros, with an extra tip on his nose, how to look at it and give people goosebumps all over his body.

Especially this one in order to win the sympathy of his godfather, he pounced on Nehru and cried so much that he forgot that she needed to wear a lot of heavy makeup in order to shoot, and the tears blurred the delicate smoky eye makeup of the little model, and the crystal eyes slipped down, leaving black ditches, plus this habitually rubbing his face on Nehru (it is said that Nehru liked the little model to do this action the most, saying that she did this action like a tsundere Persian cat, which made her love it), so the little model's face completely became a palette。

Fortunately, it will still be daytime, if this is the evening, if this little model goes out with her current phenomenon, she will definitely be able to scare away the old and young masters of a street!

The little model looked up a little dazedly and looked around, wondering why everyone was looking at her like that. Finally, in the end, Jane Er couldn't help it, gently patted Lei's arm around her, motioned him to let go, and then took out a small and delicate mirror from her bag (in the space), walked forward, and put it in front of the little model (Jian Er definitely didn't admit that she was unhappy that the previous one in front of her stopped her from letting herself go, which caused her to be in trouble again and deliberately corrected this, cough, she just wanted to help others, so that she didn't know anything to blame the pitiful. ）……

"Ah——! ghost! Godfather, help————!" The little model screamed, and the soaring dolphin almost broke the window here, and the next second he even rolled and crawled towards Nehru again (Jane exclaimed: sure enough, this person's potential is really an amazing ability, she really never thought that someone could be so agile when his leg was broken), but unfortunately, before he could touch the corner of Nehru's clothes, he was kicked away by the man who opened Nehru's door with a dog's leg.

Well done! Nehru gave the man an appreciative look, and was so pleased that the man almost couldn't find the north.

Nehru ignored the little model who was kicked back to the ground by the man and pumped over there, after all, this little model was no different from a small pet to him, and her face used to be pleasing to the eye, so naturally she had to be pampered at hand, but now that face has become this ghost virtue, what is the value, the fate of this worthless little pet is needless to say? So Nehru didn't look at the little model who kept pumping over there. At this time, Nehru's attention was all on Jian'er, no, more precisely, it was a certain young master behind Jian'er.

"It's so beautiful!" Nehru's small eyes narrowed into a slit flashed a hint of intoxication, what should I do? How could there be such a beautiful person, look at his silver semi-long hair that shimmered with brilliant brilliance, perfect, perfect face like the god Apollo of the XL Kingdom, cold temperament, indifferent silver eyes made people can't help but want to conquer, Nehru's breathing became a little rapid, if such a beauty could crouch under him......

A suspicious, crystalline liquid flashed at the corner of Nehru's mouth, and then a drop of saliva slid uncontrollably down Nehru's mouth. It's just that when the second senior brother of the same kind does such an action, it will make people feel a cute feeling, and when this person makes such an expression, the only feeling left to others is that he wants to raise his big feet and leave a mark of "come here" on this person's face.

Not even aware of how disgusting his image was at this time, Nehru tore at his clothes, cleared his throat, tried to tighten his stomach to make his waist look thinner, and turned around like a giant compass, half-tiptoed, and walked towards Ray with what he thought was very elegant, but in fact it looked extremely comical.

Standing three steps away from Ray, Nehru stretched out one hand, and the other arm that was equal to the pillar drew an arc in mid-air towards Thunder and made a salute that he thought was extremely elegant, then raised his head, looked at Ray with a look of obsession and said, "In Lower Nehru, may I ask Your Excellency?"

"Get out!" looked at the pile of fat meat standing in front of him, and Lei coldly spat out a word.

"What did you say?" Nehru's face changed, and a trace of evil escaped from Nehru's body, and he dared to tell him to get out, what a boldness!

When he raised his head suddenly, and Ray's handsome face reentered the eyes, Nehru's anger disappeared again as if it had been poured with a bucket of cold water, and the color of obsession rose again. It's beautiful, it's beautiful, this face is so beautiful!

As if sleepwalking, ignoring his considerable height, Nehru lifted his thick palms to touch Ray's face...... (To be continued.) )