The man noticed Yan Tao's eyes, his sharp eyes lifted up, and the moment he stared at each other, the man’s pitch-black, ink-cold eyes rose up, Huo Er turned calm again, and turned his eyes coldly.

   Yan Tao put her hand on her lips and whistled.

  The whistle sound is clearer, if the breeze pulls the water, it will make people listen to the charming molesting.

  The man’s thick as ink eyebrows were suddenly stained with three-point frost, his cold face was still expressionless, but the surrounding temperature dropped ten degrees in an instant.

  It's as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

  The person sitting next to him obviously shrank, but because of the man’s overbearing aura, he dared not speak.

  Shao Yan sighed: With makeup, she is so overbearing.

  My vision is good.

"Snapped!"

   "Pop!"

  Suddenly, all the headlights of the boxing ring were turned on, and the strong light illuminated the entire stadium like daylight.

  The hostess in a low-cut skirt stood enchantingly in the middle of the boxing ring, "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight-let us start the madness, this is your night! Please enjoy!"

   "Now, let us invite the first boxer to enter the arena-SEG!"

  Seg is a sturdy black man, nearly two meters tall, with oily dark muscles, standing on the platform, standing like an iron tower.

  The boxers who will play next are not too many, each with their own characteristics.

  Huang Jingyi looked at her, and her heart became even more flustered.

   "Yantao, why don't you retire?"

  This is too dangerous!

  With a juvenile physique, I'm afraid that if you get hit by these people, you will be disabled!

   "Do not believe me so?"

   "No, no."

   "Then find a mask for me."

  Huang Jingyi let out a cry, and Huo Er showed a look of embarrassment, "I'm afraid I can't find the mask here..."

  She hesitated and spoke tentatively, "Do you mind if I paint you some makeup?"

   "Then I will trouble you."

   Yantao raised her beautiful brows. Huang Jingyi was surprised by her answer. She hurriedly went back to dig out her makeup box, her eyes glowed in excitement.

  Yantao’s five senses are inherently glamorous, and the peach blossom’s eyes are full of endless wind and coldness.

  But this sharp and glamorous beauty is mixed with the mysterious oriental ancient charm of the young man, but it shows its own aura even more.

  Huang Jingyi applied all kinds of brushes together, struck Yan Tao’s face for twenty minutes, and finally took out the mirror and showed it to Yan Tao, "What do you think?"

  She deepened Yan Tao's eyebrows, making the teenager's facial features look more European and American three-dimensional, and the tails of her eyes were elongated and dyed black.

  Black is used a lot, but it doesn’t look messy.

  The dark makeup of Europe and the United States perfectly highlights the coquettish and powerful temperament of the teenager.

  Without a mask, he turned Yan Tao into a person.

   "Good craftsmanship."

  Huang Jingyi, who was praised, immediately showed a happy smile, just about to speak, there was a loud noise at the door, like the sound of kicking the door.

  The force was so heavy, the whole door shook, and there was an unclear English curse, "...fuck!"

   cursed a few sentences in English and then turned into a less fluent Chinese, "Grandson inside, get out of Lao Tzu! You have taken up Lao Tzu's place!"

  Pansy raised his leg to kick again. The door opened silently. He staggered and landed on the ground. When his head was blank, a cold and indifferent voice rang from the top of his head, "Is there something to do with your grandpa?"

   "You don't need to give such a big gift, grandpa will accept it if you kneel down."

  The cold voice, the leisurely tone, Yan Tao was so angry that Pansy's roots itchy.