Mr. Feng's rules of love

Chapter 9 The Waves of the Modeling Industry
Foreign female stars are all quite tall, because of their wide frame, the dresses they wear are extraordinarily beautiful and elegant.

Ye Kiss's height is not bad, it belongs to the average height, 168 capped, plus today's pair of 8 cm high heels and a beautiful face, with a smile, a bumpy figure, the charm and sexiness of oriental women are shown by Ye Kiss vividly.

Her social interaction among the crowd is not bleak, on the contrary, she is more eye-catching.

Really beautiful oriental sweethearts are rare, and Ye Kiss is one of them.

But because it is a new face in the East, not many people came to talk to Ye Kiss to say hello, and some of them just nodded their heads symbolically.

Ye Kiss doesn't pay much attention to these interactions.

After she entered the meeting place, she chose a side and back position, and she was used to her eyesight. Anyway, it was enough for her to see the people she wanted to see.

She sat there quietly, like someone outside the secular world.

All the blurred light beams and music have nothing to do with her, she is just immersed in her own world alone.

There was agitation in the venue, accompanied by chatter and laughter. Among these voices, she seemed to hear a familiar voice.

Looking in the direction of the voice, that tall figure was absorbed into her field of vision unsuspectingly.

Ye Ki's pupils dilated rapidly, and her heart was beating rapidly.

"Wow, Supermodel Feng, Supermodel Feng, my God, why did Supermodel Feng enter the venue so early today?"

"OMG, how did this man grow? He has a great figure."

"I—fuck, this man is so handsome."

"Is that an oriental man? Is he that famous supermodel? That top supermodel who always walks ahead of the world record?"

"As expected of a top international supermodel, she's so handsome. The long legs that go against the heavens and the face of a beautiful boy who was my first love are really enough for me to covet for the rest of my life."

These are the voices of praise, endless.

"Who is that man? Who has his contact information?"

"That man is so handsome, I want to strike up a conversation."

"What's his identity?"

"He looks like an oriental, but his facial features are quite deep, so? Which country is he a star?"

A group of women's eyes kept shining on Feng Liyou's body, and there were always some other kind of women whose eyes were green with glare.

People with impure minds will always have "just people" to break the jar.

""Fengdu CGG" can be named after his surname, what do you think he will be?"

The group of women: .
The man continued: "The top international supermodel, the top showman of the World Fashion Week, the chief publicity spokesperson of Jingren Magazine, the chief male model in the fashion industry, and the global image endorsement of FZ"

That person clanged every word and spoke every word very clearly.

The sloppy words seemed to be spoken so completely by someone who knew Feng Li'er very well.

Feng Li'er is so eye-catching and outstanding. His appearance swept away the decline of the domestic supermodel market. With just one show, he gained a strong foothold in the modeling industry.

With super good looks and a perfect supermodel figure, he was instantly pushed into the wave of the modeling industry.

With the lightning speed of autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, Feng Liyou has become the fashion darling sought after by all major brands in Asia.

His fashion strength cannot be underestimated, his wrist, his contacts, his background...all of them are peers, and even the most enviable and admired focus in the same circle.

(End of this chapter)