Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Jiang Qiao buried his head in her neck and smelled the sweet fragrance on her body.

It was just such a simple action that made the desire hidden in his body begin to wake up.

He was painful and depressed, and his voice was hoarse: "Well, it seems to be thinner."

His hands circled her waist, said distressedly.

Yun Fanfan didn't want to expose him, but still wanted to say: "Actually, I am fat..."

Jiang Qiao sighed and put his fingers through her soft hair. The two of them hugged her for a while, and the cloud said, "You should go, or my mother will really come over."

Jiang Qiao let go of her and asked her: "How long do you have to put on makeup?"

Yun Fan said helplessly: "It should be fast, then eye makeup and lipstick."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qiao picked up a lipstick very neatly and said, "I will help you."

Looking at the lipstick in his hand, Yun Fanpan felt that he was going to go. It made him happy at the moment, and it would be the same again when the time comes.

Jiang Qiao painted her carefully, watching her full and bright lips, he couldn't control it immediately.

He ate the lipstick he had just put on. He also wore lipstick on his lips, and he wanted to rub it on. He didn't let it go. He just panted slightly and said, "I can't kiss you for a while. So be it."

"Then someone will look at you in a while."

"I do not care."

Jiang Qiao left with her lipstick, and when the makeup artist came in, he looked at the clouded expression with a smirk.

Clouds knew that this would be the case, and his skin became thicker.

The second time I came here, Yun Fanfan was a little nervous. Jiang Qiao was sitting in front, and she could see him at a glance.

Although it will not affect normal performance, he will still be noticed more or less.

After the whole process, Yun Fanfan did not step down, because this time designer Ms. Eri will also be on stage.

Ms. Eri was wearing a black fishtail skirt with a fluffy shawl on her shoulders. Seeing the clouds, she took the clouds and kissed the back of her hand. It was a kind of etiquette, and it was a treat for her. like.

Because among so many models, she only kissed a lot.

Yunfan's heart jumped, and he looked down.

The light was dim, and she couldn't see Jiang Qiao's face clearly, but even so, she could feel Jiang Qiao's unhappiness.

Ms. Eri said: "I like your self-confidence on stage. Most models are confident, but you are special. I heard that you have a boyfriend, but there has been no news of getting married. When you get married, I will personally Design a wedding dress for you."

A reporter next to him smiled and said, "That's probably impossible."

Foreign reporters are more humorous. Cui Nan listened below and suddenly stood up and responded in Italian: "Who said that? My daughter will get married soon."

Jiang Qiao in the audience was taken aback for a moment, and then he smiled.

She is still where the line of sight is.

The news was published in the newspaper on the second day after the Milan Exhibition ended. The newspaper was full of clouds, elegant and generous, and it was very beautiful.

It is still praised throughout. People who didn't read newspapers before have started to buy newspapers. Most of them are fans.

They already knew very well what would be written in a certain section of the newspaper. After reading the complimenting sentence, when everyone saw the last sentence, they suddenly became silent, and then their eyes were a little sour.

The last paragraph below is:

I finally got a chance, a chance to be promoted from boyfriend to husband. For many years in the future, I will still write these paragraphs for my wife. I want the world to know that she is the best.

Finally, I want to say that I love her.

——Jiang Qiao