Chapter 475

Jiang Qiao buried his head in her neck socket, smelling the fragrance of her body.

It was just such a simple action that his deep desire began to wake up.

He was miserable and depressed, his voice was hoarse: "well, it seems to be a little thin."

His hand around her waist, heartache way.

Yun Fanpan didn't want to expose him, but he still wanted to say: "in fact, I'm fat..."

Jiang Qiao sighed and his fingers passed through her soft hair. They held each other for a while. Yun Fanpan said, "you should go, or my mother will come over."

Jiang Qiao let go of her and asked her, "how long do you want to wear makeup?"

Cloud Pan Pan helpless way: "should be quick, again is eye makeup and lipstick."

On hearing this, Jiang Qiao picked up a lipstick and said, "I'll help you."

Looking at the lipstick in his hand, Yun Fanpan felt that he had gone. Now he was happy, and it would be the same if he did it again.

Jiang Qiao carefully painted her, looking at her full and bright lips, he immediately lost control.

He ate the lipstick he had just painted on it. He also had lipstick on his lips. The cloud was so extensive that he didn't let it go. He just gasped and said, "I can't kiss you for a long time. That's it."

"I guess someone will see you soon."

"I don't care."

Jiang Qiao left with her lipstick, and when the makeup artist came in, he looked at the cloud Pan Pan expression with a bad smile.

I knew it would be like this, and my skin became thick.

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

Although will not affect the normal play, but more or less will notice him.

After the whole process, cloud pan didn't step down, because this time the designer, Ms. ERI, would also be on stage.

Ms. ERI was wearing a black fishtail skirt and a fluffy shawl on her shoulder. When she saw the clouds, she took the cloud's hand and gave her a kiss on the back of her hand. It was a kind of etiquette and a love for her.

Because among so many models, she only kisses the cloud.

Cloud pan pan, heart jump, look down.

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

Ms. ERI said: "I like your confidence on stage. Most models are confident, but you are special. I heard that you have a boyfriend, but there is no news of marriage. When you get married, I will design your wedding dress myself."

A reporter nearby said with a smile, "that's not likely."

Foreign reporters are more humorous, Cui Nan listened below, and suddenly stood up and responded in Italian: "who said that? My daughter is getting married soon

Under the stage Jiang Qiao is a Leng first, then showed a smile.

Where the line of sight is still her.

On the second day after the Milan exhibition, the news was published in the newspaper. The newspaper was full of clouds, elegant and beautiful.

People who don't read newspapers before have begun to have the habit of buying newspapers. Most of them are cloud fans.

They have a good understanding of what will be written in a certain section of the newspaper. After reading the praising sentence, when you see the last sentence, you suddenly become silent, and then your eyes are a little sour.

The last paragraph of the following is:

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

Finally, I want to say, I love her.

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