The makeup artist who had no regrets in her life was looking at Qin Zong with feverish eyes. When she couldn't help but want to take a photo, a hand suddenly stretched out from beside her, pressed it on her shoulder, and said in a clear and slow tone, "I People like this are not people you can just look at."

The voice that enters your ears is lazy and undisciplined, with a tone that sounds like a smile but not a smile, and the tail tone is slightly drawn out. It has an almost androgynous and enchanting beauty. It is obviously a female voice, but when it enters your ears, the makeup artist's entire scalp will be touched. It exploded.

Fuck me!

It sounds so good.

She turned her head and looked over, and what she saw was an almost demonic figure.

Black has always made people think of depravity, confusion, and darkness.

And this girl has black hair like a waterfall, and her already alluring peach blossom eyes are smudged with black eyeshadow, adding an enchantment to her perfect eyebrows that makes people unable to resist.

It's like a monster that came out of the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Every smile can tempt you to fall into the dark hell.

The flaming red lips are as beautiful as a painting.

Yan Tao Subai's hand hooked the makeup artist's chin, and she smiled with her thin lips, "Beauty, thank you for your help."

Even though he knew it was a woman, the makeup artist still blushed, and the heat rushed to his face, and said, "You're welcome."

Oh my God, how could there be such a sultry girl...

Qin Zong watched the whole process of the young man's seduction. His handsome and cold expression turned cold. He stood up and grabbed Yan Tao with his long arms, "Why are you wearing women's clothes again?"

Yan Tao smiled slightly, with such beautiful features falling into the man's eyes, it was a clear temptation...

Yan Tao leaned over and said, "Isn't this to avoid the police?"

The two of them walked into the locker room together, Qin Zong stared coldly at his whereabouts.

The clothes at the Comic Exhibition were relatively open. What Yan Tao wore was more conservative, but the collar of the black cheongsam still showed a little bit of white.

He frowned, "The collar of this dress is too big."

"...That's it, why bother." Zong Zong's focus was too biased. Yan Tao reached out to unbutton Qin Zong's wet clothes, "I'm not a girl. Come on, come on, the police have come in. Take off your clothes quickly and I'll put them on for you."

Qin Zong lowered his eyes to look at Yan Tao and took the button out of the young man's hands, "I can change it myself."

Young Master Yan smiled mischievously: "How can this be done? You don't know how to dress and need help..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Qin carried it out with one hand.

Xiaoqi: Di——Failed to eat tofu.

Yan Tao leaned against the wall obediently, her black skirt was slit on the side, and her fair and jade-like skin was vaguely visible. She sighed leisurely, crossed her hands around her chest, and her peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Zongzong, are you still shy? "

Qin Zong raised the clothes, hesitated with his fingers, and heard the lazily voice of the young man outside, "The clothes are newly bought, no one has worn them."

Even though her family had a mysophobia, Yan Tao spent a lot of money to buy the clothes that one of the companies had hung in the exhibition.

Qin Zong put on his clothes, stuffed the wet clothes at the bottom of the changing room, and then walked out after covering up.

Yan Tao arranged the rest of his outfit for him.

When all the makeup was done, Qin Zong raised his eyes to look at her, and Master Yan suddenly raised his lips and smiled.

"Ellen, Ellen~ Another stage play is about to begin——"

"Polly, gloves, don't forget to take them this time..."

"..." A group of people running into the club in chaos happened to bump into Qin Zong and Yan Tao. Suddenly, the noisy venue became silent.

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