my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 16 Lan Mo, the flamboyant and fashionable queen
Lan Mo had the big embarrassment of yesterday, and today she dressed in the old style, with a pair of shorts, black stockings, black pumps, very low heels, which matched her height just right.

The upper body is a mini version of the windbreaker. The traditional windbreaker has been modified into a cocktail dress, which is as small and delicate as a cocktail dress. The soft pastel pink and delicate twisted silk pleats make the windbreaker look not only young, but also full of femininity. The inside is a white camisole.

This time it's no longer black-rimmed glasses, but aqua blue sunglasses with full of personality on the nose, and a silver-pink handbag.

Stylish and avant-garde, the red Ferrari once again demonstrates taste.

She, Lan Mo, has always been casual. She didn't need her deliberate disguise yesterday to be exposed. The next day's task must make progress.

She cheered herself up and got off at the parking lot not far from the company.

The flamboyant sports car and fashionable beauties instantly formed a beautiful landscape.

As soon as she entered the design department, she was greeted with screams, Lan Mo was like a queen, she gently took off the sunglasses on her face, and smiled with arrogance and disdain, just because of the jaw dropping expressions of these so-called designers.

Lan Mo didn't like makeup, so she only lightly applied a layer of lip gloss, light pink, soft and attractive.

The girl with lipstick opened her eyes and mouth, staring blankly at Lan Mo sitting down next to her, and asked in disbelief, "Lan Mo, so you are so fashionable, your clothes are nice, and they are the latest styles this year."

"It's okay." Lan Mo didn't care, turned on the computer, her scalp was numb for a while, she obviously changed the desktop yesterday, why did it become his photo again overnight?
"Chenchen looks handsome again today."

Hearing the sounds of nympho and babbling next to her, Lan Mo was very depressed. Although she knew that her mission was him, but seeing him laugh so wildly early in the morning, she couldn't help but think of yesterday's kiss.

Inexplicably lost, not angry is fake, especially, given that stallion, how many women should his mouth have kissed?
As she thought about it, she felt a chill, and suddenly there was another breakfast on the table, and it was KFC fast food.

"Lan Mo, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I bought this by chance. Skipping breakfast is bad for a girl's health."

(End of this chapter)