beauty should be like this

"Brother, I am indeed sorry for you this time, but you didn't tell me about the problem. Instead, you told Wen Qianyu. Isn't that digging a hole for yourself?" Yuan Hai was obviously emaciated by Ke Yue's affairs , Complained to Zuo Yu when they met: "So a half-grown kid, what else does he know besides suing the teacher or calling the police?"

"Shouldn't it?" Zuo Yuben was busy at the desk, and said angrily, "Ke Yue is ruined."

"That's none of my business, I'm also a victim!" Yuan Hai shouted.

"Okay, fish look for fish and shrimp look for shrimp, and birds of a feather flock together. I'm talking nonsense." Zuo Yu was troubled: "When Zhang Qi comes out, you are responsible for making an appointment with him. I probably have a way to settle this matter."

"What way is it? It's better for you to have less contact with him than anything else." Yuan Hai circled around the desk: "Hey, let me tell you the truth when it comes to this."

"Huh?" Zuo Yu raised his head, unable to believe that he had other hidden secrets.

"It might not be that easy for him to come out. It seems that after he went in, he was shaken out and other things happened. Isn't my uncle in the courthouse? I heard about it all the time. I was almost annoyed to death." Yuan Hai said dejectedly.

"Anything else?" Zuo Yu closed the notebook.

"Zhang Qi should be a small supply source. He often sells medicine to those people, and the police are trying to investigate him." Yuan Hai whispered.

Zuo Yu's complexion suddenly turned ugly, and he felt sad while sitting at the table.

He originally wanted to deal with this kind of scum both softly and hard, and get it done quickly.

Now it seems... Either Zhang Qi didn't have the time to respond to Qianqian who stabbed Lou Zi, or he completely held a grudge.

"Hey buddy, don't be in a daze. All in all, I have to go to Shanghai recently, so don't expand the situation any more, and completely forget about those troubles." Yuan Hai said seriously.

"Stupid." Zuo Yu raised his eyes.

"I came to you with good intentions, why are you scolding me?" Yuan Hai called out.

"Get out, don't come here anymore, it's all your fault." Zuo Yu said angrily, and then fell into trouble from the bottom of his heart.

-

These few days Wen Qianyu has been equally unhappy, because in his quiet life, there really appeared a "bodyguard" following him, and I don't know where that idiot Zuo Yu found him. , as if afraid that others would not know.

This day, after class, the little beauty had made an appointment to visit the new studio of senior sister Wang Mo, but they were staring closely at her again, making her walk very uncomfortable.

Wang Mo turned around suspiciously: "Hey, what are those people doing?"

Wen Qianyu had nothing to say: "..."

The senior sister couldn't help being a little scared.

"It's nothing, I was sent by an idiot, just ignore it." Wen Qianyu waved his hand.

"Is it your boyfriend, still looking at you, so worried?" Wang Mo recently heard that Qianqian, who didn't know whether to be a courtyard flower or a courtyard grass, finally had an owner, and couldn't help gossiping.

"Of course not, I don't have a boyfriend." Wen Qianyu turned her head away.

It's not that he doesn't want to share private matters, but when it comes to Ke Yue, it's better to protect her body.

"Don't be too repulsive to love, kid." Wang Mo hooked his shoulder with a smile.

Wen Qianyu looked back, opened WeChat and left a message to Zuo Yu: "Can you tell those strange guys to leave quickly, it will affect the normal life of my classmates and me, otherwise I will call the police, you wait."

"Okay, let's have dinner together tonight, and I have something to tell you." Zuo Yu was inexplicably happy.

Wen Qianyu pondered for a while: "Let's talk about it, I'm busy now."

"Big brother, what are you busy with? Either buying clothes, or on the way to buy clothes ╮(╯▽╰)╭" Zuo Yu sent a short voice.

Overheard Wang Mo burst into laughter.

Wen Qianyu threw the phone into the bag uncomfortably.

"You can promise me to take pictures of my clothes today, and don't let me go." The senior sister warned.

"No." Wen Qianyu smiled.

"Ah, you're so cute. Seeing you smile makes me feel like I'm going to be pregnant." Wang Mo immediately grabbed his arm and leaned happily on his shoulder.

"I wish I had this function." Wen Qianyu was speechless.

In that case, he would smile at Zuo Yu a thousand times, ten thousand times. To make him worry so much and hate things is obviously because he is living too leisurely.

-

Anyone who studies fashion design will of course have a dream of being a designer.

But after graduation, many of them have changed careers. There are not many girls like Wang Mo who are persistent and willing to put it into practice from scratch.

Wen Qianyu, who is too beautiful, doesn't want to rely on his face for a living, and even resists invitations to be a model or an actor.

But seeing Wang Mo's small career, he still agreed to come over to help her try on clothes and shoot a film.

The storefront is not too big, decorated in black and white.

A flower wall of white roses is set up in front of the bed on the second floor, which is the simplest background for photography.

Wen Qianyu turned around, and finally stopped in front of the hanger to look at her new works, and finally took out a simple blue dress: "It looks good."

"Thank you for the compliment." Wang Mo found out the SLR camera and said, "Put on light makeup and curl your hair. This series is sweeter."

Hearing this, Wen Qianyu immediately touched her hair, which she loved dearly, "No!"

"It won't hurt. I specially bought essential oils and negative ion curling irons, please!" Wang Mo took out her equipment with a pitiful face.

Wen Qianyu eats soft but not hard, and said for a moment: "Okay... just roll a little..."

"Obey!" Wang Mo saluted immediately, and the stone in her heart fell to the ground.

She wants to send her works to major companies for viewing. It is really important to have a reliable model.

-

How could Wen Qianyu, who appreciates herself a thousand times in front of the mirror every day, not know which look looks the best?

He stood next to the bare board, and after an hour, he displayed all six sets of clothes.

Wang Mo looked down at the record and praised with satisfaction: "It's a good shot, it helped me a lot!"

"That's good." Wen Qianyu habitually admired herself near the floor mirror.

"Don't be so pretty, I'll give it to you if you like it." Wang Mo smiled.

"Really, thank you!" Wen Qianyu never refuses good-looking things, and the fabric of this skirt is very comfortable.

"You didn't even ask for a fee, so I should thank you. Opening this studio recently really emptied me." Wang Mo sighed.

"Don't worry, as long as you can sell the clothes, there is hope." Wen Qianyu comforted her, and suddenly heard the leather phone ringing, took it out and found that it was Zuo Yu, and couldn't help picking it up: "What are you doing, didn't I say I was busy?" ?"

"Didn't I say I have something serious to talk to you about? Where are you?" Zuo Yu asked back.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Wen Qianyu combed her long hair in front of the mirror.

"About Zhang Qi, let's talk about it when we meet, and I'll pick you up." Zuo Yu said.

"No, I'm leaving too. I'll meet you at the subway station in front of my house." Wen Qianyu didn't want to be watched by Wang Mo anymore, so she hung up her phone and said hastily, "Sister Mo, then I'll..."

"Okay, you are busy with your work, put on your clothes, it's cold outside." Wang Mo waved her hand: "I'll treat you to dinner someday."

"Yeah." Wen Qianyu put the little coat over the skirt, put away her things indiscriminately, and ran out in a hurry.

-

The cold winter in Beijing is no joke. Walking a few hundred meters on the street with bare legs can freeze your skin.

The little beauty rushed into the subway with her bag on her back, and finally stopped shivering due to the temperature of the air conditioner.

It's a pity that along with it, there are crowded crowds.

Hey, if he knew it earlier, he wouldn't have spent all his money impulsively on skin care products. If the live broadcast website doesn't call in cash, let alone the rental, he will really start to starve.

Wen Qianyu thought so depressingly that she couldn't help but protect her long hair to her chest, for fear that it would be torn because of the crowding.

Because I hated the crowd, I kept looking up at the stop sign, silently counting how long it would take to get home.

The subway stopped two or three times, and the number of passengers did not decrease at all.

Wen Qianyu frowned and was squeezed into a corner, feeling the phone was vibrating, and was struggling to get it out, but suddenly someone grabbed her buttocks.

The disgusting feeling made his spine stiff, and he slowly turned his head to see Uncle Zhang's wretched face. After making sure that he hadn't misunderstood, he immediately yelled, "Who the hell are you touching! How shameless!"

As he said that, he punched him.

Passengers who were originally crowded and afraid found a fight, and miraculously gave up the open space.

"Who, who touched you, don't wrong the good guy." The wretched uncle stammered.

Arguing in public is not in line with Wen Qianyu's character, he frowned and scolded: "Bitch!"

Then I want to get off at the next stop.

Unexpectedly, a girl said to her companion in a moderate voice: "Is this a man?"

Everyone noticed Wen Qianyu's neck and chest that was too flat, and they all began to whisper timidly.

Although there have been a lot of discussions in this life, it is still very embarrassing under this situation.

He didn't do anything anymore, frowning and moved to the door.

"Fuck, it's a shemale, is it from Thailand?" The uncle immediately found an excuse and couldn't stop swearing.

The glass-hearted Qianqian felt that his whole body was shaking, and he really suppressed it so hard that he didn't lose control of his emotions.

He is not a soft bun, but he doesn't want to be entangled with such an ugly person.

I was so angry that my skin was burning and my stomach was burning.

I can't wait to evaporate immediately, so I don't have to be judged like this.