Zuo Anqian was stunned. It was because of this that he forcibly brought Jing Luan. He didn’t expect the little guy to be prepared in advance and then said to the little guy, What about your tea?

Hey hey michel platini, do you know what everything has its vanquisher?

… Zuo Anqian stared at Jing Luan smiling. He has lived for more than 20 years, but he still knows this truth at Xiaoyao Pavilion. But today, he fully understands that he can be stopped. He is the mother in front of him …

That what do you want to take me to eat dinner? I seem to have felt it early. Well, the sixth sense felt it. I personally spared no effort to be ready yesterday to show filial piety to michel platini tea. How does it taste good? That’s 10,000 yuan, one or two fine dahongpao. Tea is really good. He is absolutely generous in hospitality.

… Zuo Anqian continued to be a bad face. If it weren’t too good to drink, others wouldn’t be caught in Jingluandao. The first drinker said it was good to drink, and everyone rushed to drink it.

After good tea, never drink it.

You can’t drink it

Well done, son. Ying was a little ashamed. When she thought that she was asleep, Jing Luan saw everything in her eyes and calculated everything.

Compared with those who set up a stall to tell fortune, her son will definitely earn a villa in one day if he closes work.

Not usually. I’m mommy. Mommy has a wish. I must help Mommy achieve it. Well, stop talking nonsense and help me undress him.

Don’t Ying’s face sank. She didn’t like to touch the man in front of her. She was handsome and didn’t like to touch him. Think about what he was angry about.

Jing Luan glanced at Zuo Anqian and sighed, Look at my mother. Even touching you feels her hands are dirty. It seems that little ye did it himself. Well, be good and cooperate with me. I promise you will look better later … After a scene, Luan continued, You know

What does he know?

He knew he was really a chopping block fish now.

be over; be doomed

Mommy, you can turn around. The little guy first frowned and pondered, and then carefully commanded Ying.

Yinglima turned around and didn’t look at Zuo Anqian. She didn’t want corns.

michel platini, you see, it is impossible for me to help you steak. I don’t have the strength, so I have an idea. The little guy said, and he bowed his head and rummaged in his backpack. He quickly turned to a pair of scissors and took out Zuo Anqian’s body and looked at it again. I did it.

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Chapter 112 GouFu’s Notes (15)

Hey Jian Jingluan, what are you doing? The clothes were cut and touched the skin, and the cold touch made Zuo Anqian tremble. This was the first time anyone dared to be so bold to him.

And he’s a little boy. He’s going to explode.

Cut your clothes. I don’t know this IQ. Jing Luan glared at Zuo Anqian unceremoniously, and then continued to cut click click with his hands. Soon Zuo Anqian’s clothes broke into two pieces and collapsed.

Another pair of pants, a trouser legs and a trouser legs cut for half a minute, and all the fabrics on Zuo Anqian’s body were unloaded.

Be clean and smooth

Jing Luan started taking pictures, ignoring Zuo Anqian’s blushing and thick neck, which is the effect.

I took a clean and walking photo of Zuo Anqian in more than ten seconds.

Jing Luan still took his time and took out a skirt from his universal backpack. The red color is definitely a women’s skirt. This time, he was quite struggling to prevent Ying from touching Zuo Anqian. He still moved quickly and put the skirt on Zuo Anqian. Then Jing Luan began to take pictures of Zuo Anqian wearing a skirt.

Take a left shot and a right shot, and it will be done soon.

The last item is to start Zuo Anqian’s makeup.

heavy makeup

Powder first

Reblush

Apply eye shadow

Finally, lipstick.

Little guy, this is not professional at all

Well, it’s also the least professional thing he has done so far