Brother Jing is jealous every day

Chapter 1103 Someone Holds Her Steadily

You can see the catwalk made of smooth and clean solid glass, and the naked-eye 3D underwater world projected by the machine.

The glass is azure blue, and the gentle water is flowing.

Under the water are sea creatures that don't look ferocious, and the scenes are harmonious like a fairy tale.

The cats walking in the C position step on the authentic catwalk, elegant and playful.

Perhaps it is due to nature, so when the beautiful school of fish under the projection swims past rhythmically and orderly, they all have bright eyes, lift their pink and tender claws, and grab them.

Either grinding their claws on the spot with flashing cat eyes, or jumping, dexterous and slender, or rolling over their soft belly, blinking eyes with eyeliner provocatively, or chasing the route of a school of fish, lively trot up...

No matter what it was, the people present were completely infatuated by these little guys. Just looking at them like this made their hearts soften in a mess.

There are very few people who don't like cats, so you can hear the moving voices of cats in the venue, and you can see the flashing lights of a series of electronic equipment with great enthusiasm.

The cats in position C stayed on the catwalk for half an hour.

No one felt impatient or bored, some just couldn't get enough of it, and even wanted to touch their soft and beautiful hair with their own hands, and then suck a lot.

Jin Tian was standing with his hands folded over his chest, wrapped in a fruity orange long-sleeved shirt, which made her petite and lazy.

It can be said that to a certain extent, Jin Tian is more like a cat than a cat, as if he really came from the nobleman Persia among cats.

Jin Tian stood here for half an hour, quietly admiring the scene on the catwalk and the surrounding scenery.

For the things she likes, she often gives a lot of attention.

She didn't feel bored in her heart, so she didn't feel uncomfortable after standing for so long.

The show has already started for half an hour, but Jin Tian didn't wait until Sister Lin and the chairman.

I don't know what the two of them are doing, moving so slowly.

Unable to help, Jin Tian frequently looked in the direction of the hotel.

It just so happened that someone borrowed it at this time. It seemed that they were in a hurry, and their voice was a little unstable.

Out of instinct and politeness, Jin Tianxia took a few steps back consciously, her eyes were still sideways.

Didn't notice the stone underfoot.

These stones are beautiful and can be used as decorations, distributed among the flowers and plants.

"Uh..." She must have stepped on a slippery cobblestone, so her figure suddenly became unstable.

This kind of triviality can't make Jin Tian lose his composure. She has many ways to be handsome and neat to save herself from danger.

But before she could make any further moves, someone firmly supported her.

The other party's chest is very broad, the palm is also big, the arm is very powerful, and the aura hits in an instant through a thick layer of domineering and wildness that can be felt in everything.

This kind of contact makes people feel at ease and safe.

Jin Tian froze for a moment, his peach blossom eyes suddenly lifted, and his sapphire blue pupils flickered slightly.

The hand in front of him loosened all of a sudden, and the next second his left hand clasped the opponent's arm.

Although her hands are slender and white like warm jade, but the palms are not very wide, so they look slender and small.

Naturally, such a hand can't completely clasp the opponent. It's more like clasping the opponent's arm.

Turning her head hastily to look over, what she was facing was not a monstrous and resolute handsome face, nor deep golden eyes, but...

　My head is messy and hurts.

　　Today, a sudden burst of inspiration broke out, but the plot does not belong to the prince.

　　And such a plot also requires strong writing skills, and I can't write it with my current ability.

　　So very distressed and irritable.

　　Eh, my brain hurts.

　　What I think about is a magnificent feast, but what I write is about scumbag writing skills.

　　Come on...

　　Aha, I feel that every author should have spiritual fascination and entanglement.

　　My mind is about to explode...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)