[Entertainment] Otome's game

What kind of hands can be called good-looking in the aesthetics of Asian women?

First of all, it must be white, not the pale one, but a white that is close to nephrite.Secondly, the fingers should be long and slender, the knuckles should be distinct, the nails on the fingertips should be short but not too short, just sticking to the flesh a little more, the bones should protrude slightly when bending, but the bones should not be too wide. Just right.Finally, and most importantly, there should not be too much flesh but also no flesh. It must have a sense of line, and the veins on the back of the hand must be faintly visible, which are male veins.

There was a pair of hands like that in front of Song Zishu, with cigarettes in them all the time, thin white cigarettes between the white fingers, the light in the private room was warm yellow, and the hand that was illuminated seemed to be a little whiter than that cigarette , the owner of the hand looked at her with a smile, and at the same time passed her a cigarette with the other hand.Song Zishu said 'I don't smoke' stuck in her mouth, and before she could say it, she withdrew her hand, including the cigarette.

Good-looking men have a good taste in smoking, or it should be said that good-looking men seem to be posing for pictures in everything they do.

Song Zishu's gaze moved up with the hand that retracted the cigarette, watching him leaning on the chair, watching him take a slow puff of the cigarette in his mouth, the smoke from his thin lips blurred her vision, the man used that only The watcher waved the smoke away, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and asked her softly with a slight smile...

"What, love at first sight for the second time?"

"......what?"

The special aura was broken by laughter, Song Zishu looked at Jin Caiyu who was squinting in embarrassment and was super ashamed, what is she doing!

Jin Caiyu reached out and shook the ash in the ashtray, raised his toes and pressed down, in a good mood, "It may be a bit late to ask now, but I still want to ask, are you single now?"

Today, Song Zishu, whose body reacts faster than his brain, lay down on the table, and said in a bad mood, "I'm broken in love." After saying that, he started screaming in his head, what the hell is going on? !

Jin Caiyu chuckled with a little bit of expected meaning, "Yes, if you were in love, you wouldn't take this book. We have to be a couple for half a year. The business CP is also the CP."

Song Zishu, who was trying to regain his sanity, propped himself up on the table and looked at Jin Caiyu hesitantly, "You...don't mind?"

"Mind what? Mind if we were in love before but now we have to act like strangers and pretend to have a crush on each other to cooperate with the project? Or do you mind that I was unilaterally broken up without knowing the reason? Or mind telling me about the whole world when you chase after me The person I like the most, told me to break up with me in a very perfunctory way in less than two months with a text message that I am not interested in you?" Jin Caiyu smiled and asked her, "Which one do you mean by minding?" ?”

Every time he said something, Song Zishu sat back a little, and when he finished speaking, she had already retreated to the back of the chair, guilty and ashamed, and simply let her instincts be a little trick, "I didn't lie to you, when I like you, the whole world really loves you." I like you the most, but if I don’t like you, what can I do.”

"You are really upright."

"if not."

The upright Song Zishu leaned forward and pulled the cigarettes on the table, took out one and put it in his red lips, leaned on the edge of the table and pointed his head in front of him, glanced at the lighter, and beckoned him to light her cigarette.

There was a glimmer of darkness in Jin Caiyu's eyes. He rubbed the lighter with his left hand but didn't pick it up. He pushed the cigarette to his lips with his right hand. He straightened up and approached her slowly, his eyes fixed on her, like a hunter looking at his prey. nothing.

The burning cigarette butt moved closer to the unburned cigarette butt, and sparks burned with the aroma of tobacco. When they got close, the inhalation sound was exceptionally clear.The owner of the red lips is sucking on the cigarette holder, and the owner of the thin lips is puffing out the smoke.There is light in the eyes of both of them, with an ambiguous light, neither of them is a good person.In the smog, it seemed that someone reached out and wanted to touch the other party, but the little workman retreated, returning to his original position with a cigarette in his mouth.The woman spit out a mouthful of mist full of lust, making people uneasy but telling others...

"Jin Caiyuxi, I don't want to fall in love recently."

"Song Zishuxi, I have to concentrate on work recently."

"That..."

"That?"

The eyes are flowing, the style is suddenly revealed, and the smile is restrained in a blink of an eye, kind and friendly.Su Bai stretched out his hand, facing the man, waited for his hand to reach out, lightly grasped it, and it would be broken with a touch.

"Happy cooperation?"

"Pleasant to work with."

As soon as the sliding door opened and closed, there was only one person left in the private room.

Song Zishu held a cigarette on the back of the chair and looked up at the ceiling. The expression on her face was both dazed and excited. The goosebumps on her arms showed her excitement. She was really excited!This TM is the live version of the super VIP seat!It's like watching a movie about handsome guys and beautiful girls, you come and I go back and forth, and the tension is slowly teased, it's so exciting!Get high!

but...but...but...

The weird excitement subsided, and her expression became indifferent. Song Zishu straightened up and wanted to put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray. When the cigarette butt was about to touch the ashtray, he stopped. He stared at the cigarette with some hesitation, and hesitantly brought his hand back to his lips. On the side, the red lips are slightly parted, but the cigarette holder is stuck to the lips and does not go in, she is hesitating.

It's so cool to be a small writer, I don't care what I do, as long as I feel happy, that's really cool, it's refreshing that she can't imagine in her ordinary and ordinary life.But that little workman is just her delusion, not real, can she really become the person in her delusion?Is this body really hers?Is the instinct of the body a character she created, or is it the way she expects to live?Can she really live like that?

The sliding door was pulled open again, interrupting the illusory worries, the hand holding the cigarette shook, and the ash fell on the table.The cigarette was not put into the mouth but was put out in the ashtray. The person who put out the cigarette looked at the person, smiled and said to the person that she was hungry.

When you are hungry, you will eat naturally, and you are already in the restaurant.Jin Meixiu didn't ask Song Zishu and Jin Caiyu how their chat was going. This girl is still very dedicated after all the fun. Since she didn't talk about the collapse, let's assume that she did.

The female artist who was indulged by the assistant is very good at eating. Song Zishu still held Strawberry Daifuku when she was full and thought she could fight again. She lit up the skill point of "doing nothing but not getting fat", and she really wanted to give it to her. Set yourself up for cheating!How can food be important for men!You won't get fat if you eat whatever you want!This is a miracle, okay?

Song Zishu, who had been eating too much for a round, was sent home by the assistant and did not recover from the legendary setting. When she entered the door, she was thinking that she would eat all the delicious food in the world!She also has a setting that is not bad for money!Simply perfect!What are you doing to a man, what is there for a man to do!

What do you do if you don't mess with men?Fuck women!

Song Zishu hadn't seen this house yet, so he went to 'visit' the beauty's house with memories. There was an underground garage on the upper and lower three floors of the beauty's house, and the first floor was completely transformed into a cloakroom. They are all connected.The beautiful clothes were hung row by row, and Song Zishu's initial admiration gradually became dull. The shoes of different heights were arranged neatly like the counters in the mall, and it seemed like that after seeing too much.There is a Nakajima platform dedicated to jewelry and accessories, as well as bags of various colors.The first floor has everything that girls would scream, but Song Zishu doesn't seem to feel anything.

Song Zishu felt that the little workman in her body was merging with her. I don't know if it's true or not, but it's just a feeling. I feel that those things are no big deal. She prefers the second floor. The second floor is a huge study room with a specially opened audio-visual room. , Beauty loves performances, collects video discs, loves old records, and loves art.The beauties are nothing like her, but she seems to be in love with those too.The third floor is the living room that she is most familiar with and the strangest. The small living room, simple kitchen, luxurious bathroom and relatively ordinary bedroom should be unfamiliar to her, but she feels very familiar.

Song Zishu couldn't explain the current situation. She was obviously just playing a person, playing a strategy game that was fake even if it was real, but everything was so real that she couldn't tell whether she was playing this person or if this person was herself .The self who hides in an ordinary body and fantasizes that one day she will become the world, doesn't the character she creates mean that she wants to be that kind of person, she can't do it, but she wants to be that kind of person.

The person she wants to be has the habit of exercising, the vest line is not set, the perfect waist-to-hip ratio is not born like this, and the figure that looks thin when dressed and undressed does not appear for no reason.Beauty does not just eat but not gain weight, beauty has good exercise habits.In fact, beauty is not thin, she looks thin because her muscles account for more than fat.

Song Zishu doesn't have the habit of exercising, not everyone has this kind of thing, otherwise there wouldn't be so many fat people in the world.But she thinks she can have it, even with the setting of eating only but not gaining weight, she can also have the habit of exercising.Because she is obliged to maintain the good figure of her beauty, isn't she? This is her body, and she has to take good care of her body.

She needs to carefully remove the makeup instead of fooling around like before and feel that it’s almost done. Now it’s not good, now I have to do it a little bit. The makeup remover for the cheeks and the makeup remover for the eyes and lips can’t be used together. You need to apply the lotion. Be especially careful, hand cream should also take care of ten fingers.The knuckles, finger crevices, and tiger's mouth must all be taken care of. It must be applied evenly and cannot be rubbed casually with both hands. Massage must not be fooled.

She couldn't fool herself, because this was her body, a body she had carefully created.

The body needs exercise, so you need to change into comfortable sports underwear, choose a beautiful sports suit, and match it with satisfactory sports shoes.Warm-up exercises must be done well, you must stretch and don’t run away, and the music you listen to while running must make yourself happy. This is her body. She must treat her body well and take good care of her.

This is her body, her unique, most precious body in the world.