Chapter 675 Pale and sick boy

  ——What about photos? Do you have a photo?

  ——There is no picture, so beautiful people are in front of you, and the whole person is blinded. Where can I take pictures? I regret it too much!

  -But we can be sure of one thing.

  ——The male **** is in Qingyang!

  ——Shall we organize a group to find a male god?

  ——Good, good!

  ——Just go to Qingyang City to squat!

  I can definitely squat there!

  I really want to see the appearance of the male god!

   must be very beautiful.

  The popularity of "Ask the Immortals" has been gradually declining, but as soon as the news came out, it immediately exploded among the fans.

  Many people formed a group to go to Qingyang City to see the male god.

  Qingyang City is just an ordinary county-level city. Groups of people roared there, and the hotels and hotels in the city were full.

  Of course, this is the next thing.

  Fans, the male **** that fans are thinking of, passed the security check smoothly.

  First class, no people.

  Master Yan carried the schoolbag on his back. The baby waited for so long and used his head to top the schoolbag, "Meow~"

  The baby is only a few months old, and it is still in the category of small milk cats.

  The sound is low and low.

  Master Yan patted the schoolbag smoothly, resting his chin on the schoolbag, "Don't bark, go down and give you something to eat later."

  "Meow~"

  The baby squatted down aggrievedly.

  Well, I reluctantly agreed.

  Master Yan worked so hard to coax the cat. As soon as he raised his head, he saw the woman in the side seat looking suspiciously at the schoolbag in her arms.

"What's up?"

   Yantao raised her eyebrows, three points of doubt appeared on her handsome and fair face.

  The girl raised her head and bumped into the star-like eyes of the teenager. There was a slight surprise in her eyes. She pointed her backpack and said, "Did you bring a cat?"

   "What do I take the cat for?"

  Master Yan said serious nonsense: "I hate furry little brats the most."

"Well."

  The girl looked at the backpack again, smiled at Yan Tao, turned her head and closed her eyes to rest.

  There are no international flights in Qingyang City, you need to transfer to Ancheng for transfer

  Xiao Qi: Master, can't you just do the task like this?

  Yantao was thinking of her family indulgence, but forgot about it.

  The task completion time is uncertain, makeup is a must.

  Young Master Yan put one hand in his pocket, and his slender jade figure shook, and went to the shopping mall next to him.

   "This one, this one, and the two over there, bring them to me."

  The staff was first surprised by the handsome face of the young man, and then when he heard her order, he smiled sweetly, "I'll get it for you right away."

  People rely on clothing, and Buddha rely on gold.

  Different clothes match, the temperament that comes out is completely different.

  Yantao's dressing style in the past is biased towards the campus style.

  White shirt and trousers.

  When Yan Tao changed clothes and walked out, she suddenly changed herself.

  Yantao deliberately chose clothes that are one size larger. Compared with men, her skeleton is much smaller.

   put it on again, it looks even thinner like a bamboo.

  Shop clerk: "Sir, would you like to change your style? This dress is already the smallest size."

   Yan Tao looked at the boy in the mirror, and the corners of her lips curled up suddenly.

   just right.

   is almost a little makeup.

   "No need, just this one."

Yantao swiped his card to pay the bill, walked out of the clothes shop with long legs, and picked a restroom at random in the mall.

  Put the "under repair" sign at the door, and one person dangled it in.

   Xiaoqi: Master, what do you want to be?

  This dress is wide and wide, just like the whole outfit.

  There is no beauty at all.

   Yan Tao smiles: Of course, it looks suitable for doing bad things.

  (End of this chapter)