MTL - The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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Mu Ling's thin lips and dead shackles became a straight line, but did not answer the question of Luo Liyan, but looked at Du Fuwei without questioning.

"Mu total, this is the only dress in the studio that is not exposed..." Du Fu looked at Muring as a little embarrassed.

"Oh." Mu Ling sneered and uttered a nasal voice. "It seems that the Z-first styling studio is just that."

However, even though he said this, he did not continue to be awkward.

After all, between being too beautiful and too exposed, he would rather choose beauty.

What's more, the little guys who look at them, no matter how concealed, are enough to make people see her at first sight in the crowd.

Du Fu slightly loosened his breath and handed over the bill.

Mu Lingqi took out a dark tie, but the Luoyan smoke crossed the two steps and pressed his hand down.

"Take a bow tie today."

Du Fu screamed a little, and his face changed abruptly.

"Oh, little girl, Mu is always more suitable for the tie. His eyes are good, and the one on his hand is the one with the suit on his body." She smiled and wanted to save the field.

Who doesn't know that the president's most hated is the bow tie. He has never used it since he publicly appeared for so many years.

Because he felt that it was like a pet.

In the fashion world, there was a new star who won the international general. He was not afraid of death and chose a bow tie for him. Within a few days, he was found to have suffered a car accident. He could never hold a brush again and quit the fashion circle.

Whose hand is this, everyone is tacit.

However, Luo Liyan did not care about Du Fuwei’s attitude. He went to the side and picked up a dark blue bow tie and gave it to Mu Ling.

"The tie is too serious, it looks a little depressed, and it's a bit more lively, it's better than the dress on me."

Compared with the three words, Tianzhu quickly appeased some of the depressed hearts of Mu Lingyu.

He bent down halfway and put his head in front of the glass.

"Come, you can send it for me."

Luoyan smoked his lower lip gently, carefully sent the bow tie, and then adjusted the position.

This smiled sweetly, and the eyes were stained with thick honey.

"It's so handsome!"

Mu Lingqi straightened up, looked at himself in the mirror, and then sat patted the head of the Luoyan cigarette with satisfaction.

"Well, I also feel very handsome." He smiled lightly, his eyebrows were very gentle.

Then, with a big hand and a wave, sign the ticket directly, and then hit the horizontal glass to hold up the glass.

"Go, I will take you to eat delicious."

"You mix the ball! Want to scare the uncle?" Luo Liyan screamed, the little powder punch gently tapped on Mu Ling's chest, can not tell the delicate.

Looking at the sweet backs of the two men, Du Fuwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, in this world, even the most powerful people have been surrendered.

It’s just that Bailian Steel suddenly became so soft and soft, but it really made people feel a little scared.

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"Who is that woman? Which rich family's daughter?"

"I don't know, I can ask if I can."

"Can the president of the company be brought up with the hand, shouldn't it be fixed?"

Listening to the discussion of the crowd, Li Wenqian hated the long skirt in his hand.

This **** Luo Liyan not only snatched the attention that should have belonged to him, but also let himself walk behind her like a sly, and put on her skirt.