Face Changer: Ugly Transformed

Chapter 319 The first time in life outside the story ([-])
There is even a familiar feeling on them.Qingqing can conclude that these two people definitely know each other.

The woman in the lead smiled coquettishly: "Do you think that I am very familiar?"

Qingqing retreated to the corner again and again, nodding instinctively.

While the woman let out a burst of laughter, she slowly lifted the black sand on her face.

This woman has bright eyes and is infinitely charming, but it is Bai Ling? !
Sure enough, sure enough, she is not a good person, and sure enough, she has ulterior motives.

"Why are you?" Qingqing's hands trembled, and her words also trembled.

Bailing put down the sari in his hand, and seemed not to shy away from being seen by Qingqing: "Madam, it's hard to talk, you'd better talk less." She looked at Qingqing respectfully like countless times on weekdays, and said, "If you talk Work hard, don't say it."

She lowered her head, and she was even more petite and lovely in a pure black nocturnal suit, which was too beautiful to behold.

Qingqing was slightly absent-minded, and suddenly felt that only such a woman is worthy of Li Xiao, unlike her, who looks like a fairy at one moment and is as ugly as a ghost at another.

"Is Madam wronged?" Bai Ling fingered his nails boredly, his slender porcelain white nails were like water onions.The woman who came with her also sat down beside her, like two visiting guests.

"However, you have been wronged, so there is no way to explain it in detail." Bai Ling asked herself and answered, "However, you can write it." She thought for a while, and then repeatedly vetoed: "No, no, even if you say it, the master will." I don't believe you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she laughed and laughed with another masked woman, full of joy.

All of these are designed so perfectly that they are almost impeccable.

It was the first time in Qingqing's life that she felt so helpless, she had no idea that there was any way to escape from all this, and she didn't know what else these people didn't think of.

She seemed to be in the brightest place, while others were hiding in the most hidden dark place, observing her every move.

This feeling is really uncomfortable, as if she was stripped of the voice of life, exposed to the sun and still being watched by everyone. What should she do?
(End of this chapter)