Dancing youth: mistakenly provoking a black ruffian

Chapter 37 That Person Is Lan Hao

It was a face with a honey complexion.

Light black, very healthy feeling, the face is also very clean, no freckles or acne.

The facial features are three-dimensional and delicate, those brown eyes are full of wisdom, under the straight nose, the corners of the bright red lips are slightly curled up, forming a beautiful arc.

Like plotting something anytime, anywhere, with a well-thought-out look.

Ji Yue is definitely a good-looking and beautiful girl, healthy and bright, with a sexy posture that is emerging.

And after removing makeup, she is her true face.

Usually she likes to transform herself into different appearances, sometimes even into the appearance of a mother-in-law.

She is so skilled at handwork that she doesn't know how many people's eyes she can deceive.

Every time she goes to a place, she will turn into another appearance, and she will have a great sense of accomplishment if she can deceive others.

This is also the original intention of her to learn makeup.

Only she couldn't fool anyone, and that person was Lan Hao.

She is confident that there is a big difference between her now and Korea. She was mediocre in Korea, but now she is gorgeous and sexy.

It's not that her hand skills are bad, but that Lan Hao has sharp eyes.

Taking off her clothes, she walked into the bathtub, opened her head, and washed herself thoroughly from head to toe.

With the flow of water, her fair complexion peeled off and replaced with a honey color.

She put makeup on her body, put on white cosmetics, and covered up everything that belonged to her.

She can't leave traces, and can't let others find her.

After a thorough wash, change into pajamas and wrap your hair.

At this moment, there was a knock on the bathroom door: "Yueyue, come out for supper."

"Well, here we come." She replied, putting the dance clothes and accessories into the shopping bag.

I looked down at myself and felt that there was no problem, so I opened the bathroom door and went out.

A tall man, 1.9 meters in height, was extremely strong and strong, oppressing her like a giant.

Wherever the man went, he gave people a feeling of being overwhelmed by Mount Tai.

When he passed by her, he raised the plate in his hand, which contained authentic noodles.

"I haven't tried fried rice noodles for a long time. I bought two servings. Come and try it." The man's voice was very low, as magnetic as an authentic American man.

"Oh, I'll come right after I drop my stuff."

Ji Yue turned around and slowly moved back to her room, quietly breathing a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)