How lucky is a fat man? It is the first time that Gu Fenghua has heard such a statement. Although the white fat man's words may not be self consolation, they feel relaxed when they see his heartless smile.

It's already like this. No matter how much you worry about it, it doesn't help. It just increases your worries. Let's go step by step. What's more, Bai Pang is right. This time he met Zhang Yidao and escaped by his hand. Next time, who knows if there will be any other chance. Maybe he could escape by his hand when he met the emperor. Maybe even the prohibition of heaven and earth will be broken directly?

Well, I don't know if Bai Pang has any self consolation. Gu Fenghua has begun to comfort himself.

"Oh, yes, I find you beautiful again?" Don't want to let Gu Fenghua several people worry about themselves, white fat man digs the topic, looking at Lorne shocked said.

"No, I've always been so beautiful." The word "white fat man" is used subtly. Lorne has a rare face of modesty, but what he says is not so modest at all.

When she spoke, Miss Luo lowered her head, pinched the corner of her dress, pretended to be modest and shy, but her face was full of pride and could not express her pride. It's rare to be so praised by the white fat man. Miss Luo is very happy, so she doesn't feel sad about the forbidden things.

This is exactly the purpose of the white fat man.

"Really, see for yourself." The white fat man rummaged in the storage bracelet to find a mirror and handed it to Lorne, but he didn't find it. Finally, he found a pan and handed it to him.

Lorne glared at him, took out a bronze mirror, and his face immediately showed the color of ecstasy.

The mirror is bright and clean without any defect, reflecting a pretty face without any defect. If you look at it carefully, there is little difference between the delicate and playful facial features and before, but the skin is as white as jade, as delicate as a baby, and shows a moving luster, which adds a very moving magic to the pretty face.

At this time, Gu Fenghua and ye colorless, who took time out to look at luoen carefully, could not help but exclaim, and were amazed at the moving appearance of luoen at this time.

"Fenghua, you are more beautiful than before." The white fat man handed the pan to Gu Fenghua.

Gu Fenghua also rolled his eyes and took out a bronze mirror. Sure enough, the mirror's own, like Lorne's, has become jade like skin, emitting a touching luster. Coupled with the natural beauty of the face, even Gu Fenghua himself can't help but feel pity and narcissism.

"Meinan, you have become more handsome. When you go out like this, you don't know how many big girls and small jasper will be attracted." Lorne looked at the mirror for a long time, put on all kinds of postures, squeezed out all kinds of smiles, and twisted his waist into ten million enchanting postures. Finally, he had enough bad looks. Finally, he thought of giving back to the white fat man and praised him without stinging.

"Pretty well, I'm the most beautiful in the world..." the white fat man said complacently, standing on the pan and wiping his hair on his forehead. But before the last word came out, he suddenly stopped and subconsciously looked at Bai Rong. Everything has its limits, so does self-confidence. As long as there is Bai Rong and others, there are a few people who have the courage to call themselves beautiful men.

Along the white fat man's line of sight, Gu Fenghua several people also hope to white Rong and.