number one supermodel

At the end of another year, Huo Cheng'an became extremely busy, with a lot of things in the company.He couldn't even find time to spend with that young man who was recovering from the shock of losing his beloved child.However, he still often calls Mi Le, and he knows that Mi Le's mental state is getting better little by little.The kid wasn't going to let himself be sad and frustrated for long.

"Did you go to the jewelry exhibition these two days?"

Huo Chengan shook his head expressionlessly when he heard what the man sitting on the leather sofa in his office said.

"Nothing new, no time." After Huo Chengan finished speaking, he buried his head in the pile of documents.

Not long after, Huo Chengan raised his head again, and said unfriendlyly: "Why don't you leave, His Royal Highness Prince William."

The man called His Royal Highness Prince William is dressed in a casual iron-gray suit, flaxen hair is docile and hangs in the ears, and the ancient blood is deposited in the blood vessels and bone marrow. A gentleman and elegant, his face is handsome but not as sharp as a blade like Huo Chengan feel.The man was undeniably attractive.

"Huo, it's your fault for talking like that. I finally had time to see you, how could you drive me away so cruelly." William looked sad and disappointed, and then sat leisurely on the sofa and sipped black tea.

Huo Chengan snorted coldly: "Who are you hiding this time, Rebecca? Moss? Jie Kailin?..."

Huo Chengan reported a series of names like a few treasures, and the reserved mask on William's face immediately broke: "My brother, you must help me this time. This time the enemy is not small, without you I will definitely die."

"In Monaco some time ago, your father invited me to dinner." Huo Chengan said coldly.

After hearing this, William immediately straightened up and stared at Huo Chengan: "My brother, you didn't betray me, did you? Although I know my father must have told you a lot of bad things about me, but you have to believe that I am definitely not that The kind of person who starts and ends."

"I can sell you for a good price."

"Oh dear. I know you wouldn't be so cruel. You don't know my father wants me to marry Melindy! He wants me to marry Melindy!! That famous tigress. How can I say yes. I absolutely can't Promise. That's why I came here to seek refuge. If you don't help me, I will have to live in purgatory for the rest of my life." William suddenly changed his previous image of a gentleman and became irritable.He stood up and walked back and forth in the office with a livid face.Then he casually took out a magazine from the magazine rack passing by.

How could Huo Chengan not know what his stallion friend in a handsome gentleman's skin was thinking.He has heard of Melindy, a well-known iron-blooded beauty among socialites.Staying in the barracks all year round has trained a lot of kung fu.And it is said that Melindy is a feminist, if William married him, Melindy would not be able to get out of bed because of cheating.Although Huo Chengan had never met Melindy, Melindy had a good reputation.Not promiscuous nor keen on parties, very clean.But William is a bit unworthy of others.

Huo Chengan looked up at William, and saw that he was actually standing there staring at the cover of the magazine in his hand in a daze.I don't know what to think.

"William?" The magazine in his hand is probably the latest issue that the assistant changed a few days ago, and Huo Chengan hasn't had time to read it yet.

"I think it's not so difficult for me to marry Melindy compared to Esquire's change of style. I bet there must be a lot of gays who can hug the cover of this magazine to cum."

"what?"

"But you said that the lyrics they wrote are too indecent, The Last Aristocrat? Look at what they are talking about, the last nobleman? Ha, it's really funny. But this child is really beautiful." William disdained the cover On the one hand, I have to admire the beauty of the picture.Complexion tangled.

He threw the magazine on Huo Chengan's table and turned to make tea.And Huo Cheng'an finally knew why William's awkward expression came from.

Focusing on quality, Esquire, always a noble gentleman in the fashion magazine industry, has never wavered in their magazine philosophy since its establishment for a hundred years.They think that fashion is restrained, elegant and solemn.The models in their magazines always look like elites, artists, and lonely nobles living in lonely castles. Esquire is one of the top fashion magazines.It does not need to follow the trend, does not need to chase.It says it's fashionable, and it's fashionable.And this time the cover of the December issue seems to be different from the past, although the picture is still restrained and heavy.

Huo Chengan felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up.The cover of the magazine that was smashed on the table came into view so suddenly, it was impossible to guard against it.

The cover of Esquire's December issue is a close-up of a portrait's profile on a gray background.

It was a face so fair that it was almost morbidly pale, and the profile lines were so beautiful that people could suffocate.He raised his head slightly like a dying white swan, revealing his defenseless neck and sharp jaw.The peacock tail feather on the brim of the black high hat is decorated in a proud and upright posture. This delicate and gorgeous bright green peacock tail feather is set against the silver-green ancient totem that winds up from his bare collarbone and climbs from his cheek to his brow bone. Mysterious and gorgeous.Looking closely at the totem, it seemed that a peacock had morphed out of his brow bone, curling down, and the entire gorgeous peacock tail swept over his neck and collarbone.

He half-opened his eyes, and his silver-gray pupils looked sideways.The temptation of indifference is hidden in a touch of green in his silver gray.The peacock on his cheek also seemed to come alive in his arrogant eyes, extremely magnificent.

The male model on the cover of Esquire has never been so emanating an indisputable, poisonous temptation.

It is impossible for Huo Chengan not to recognize this face.

This is Mi Le!

Huo Cheng'an felt that he was going to be possessed, and he found that he couldn't look away from the cover, he couldn't do it.

Huo Chengan suddenly stood up, and the sofa chair was pushed out with a loud noise, causing William's eyes to be puzzled.Huo Chengan didn't look at William, he grabbed the Esquire in his hand and rushed out.

"Huo, Huo?! Where are you going?"

William's puzzled question was directly left behind by Huo Chengan.

Picked up the car from the garage.As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he knew which way he was going without even thinking about it.When Huo Chengan drove all the way to Mi Le's house, he belatedly remembered that Mi Le was still in school at this time.

Turning off the car downstairs at Mi Le's house, Huo Chengan suddenly laughed at himself.Leaning on the back of the seat and looking at the window of Mi Le's house, he thought ecstatically, Huo Cheng'an, you are really hopeless.

He took the magazine that had been left on the passenger seat back in his hand, stroked the cover lightly, and his fingertips lingered in those eyes.Then he turned to the inside page.The inner pages are folded from a long picture scroll.After pulling it apart, it turned out that the two photographs were spliced ​​together.

Under the gray sky was a vast ruin.Nearby, the furniture has long been weathered into dark gray ruins in the time and wind, and the buildings all reveal the luxury and wealth of the place before the disaster.The tall bookshelves standing amidst the ruins appear so empty and precarious visually.But the tall and slender figure standing in front of the bookshelf fits inexplicably with the surrounding environment and complements each other perfectly.He wore a stately black top hat, and his hair was combed neatly back.He was wearing a gorgeous medieval aristocratic gown, with white petals on the collar and sleeves.The brown knight boots wrapped his slender and slender legs softly and ambiguously, and pieces of ash shattered around his feet.He rested his right hand lightly on the bookshelf, stroking an old book with his pale fingers.The bronze dark carved crutch is propped under the palm of the left hand.

Pale, the last nobleman of the ancient family, even if he died, he must maintain his composure, this is the inheritance.

It all looks perfectly Esquire-esque.However, the model's face subtly alters the otherwise dreary and gray photo.

He slightly turned his body and turned his face sideways, revealing the graceful arc of his neck in the snow-white collar, as well as his three-dimensional and beautiful side face.His face looked so pale in this gloomy ruins, but he pursed his lips slightly, using indifference and arrogance to cover up his fragility.Dots of colorful broken stars piled up on the edge of his eyelids, which seemed to turn into tears and slide down in the next second.The comet-like light green and dark green gradation brushed from the corners of his eyes to his temples, as if a gorgeous peacock had spread its wings on his forehead.

His deep silver-gray eyes are looking at you, looking at you with those brilliant eyes that are about to burst into tears, looking at you with those gorgeous and bewitching eyes hidden in despair.

Then you are captured by him.

This is a mandala blooming in the ruins, it is poisonous, but you are willing to touch it when you see it.

The transition between the two shots that follows is a large gray void.

The bookshelf collapsed behind the nobleman, twisting into a mocking and mournful shape.In the gray sky, beams of light were projected from the thick clouds, falling in the ruins and at the heels of the nobles, making a noise in the dust.And the young nobleman walked towards the end of the ruins in this misty light, his back was still stubborn and thin.

your glory is still

Huo Chengan saw the string of gilded English words on the right side of the inner page.

Huo Chengan just stared at the photo on the inside page in a daze, until there was a knocking sound from the car window.As soon as he turned his head, he saw Mi Le's smiling face. At that moment, Huo Cheng'an felt too unreal.He couldn't tell which one was the real Mira.Is it the proud descendant of the nobility?Still this silly kid.

"Huo, why are you here? Aren't you busy with work?" Mi Le asked while taking out the keys in her schoolbag.

"Suddenly thought about it."

After searching for it for a long time but failed to find it, Mi Le started to look for the pockets of his clothes and pants again: "What's your reason?"

Huo Chengan couldn't bear to see it any longer, so he took Mi Le's schoolbag and found the copper key in the interlayer of the small pocket inside, inserted the door and twisted it to open it.Mi Le rubbed her head in embarrassment, her face flushed.In the blink of an eye, he suddenly saw the magazine in Huo Chengan's hand, and said in surprise: "Hey, Huo, you read this magazine too!" He seemed to be thinking of something, and his face turned even redder.

"I...then what..." Mi Le faltered and didn't know what to say.

"This one……"

As soon as Huo Chengan opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Mi Le: "Don't, don't say it! Because I'm about to be talked about to death by Alex, save me some face."

Huo Chengan watched Mi Le fall on the bed in frustration, thoughtful.

"It's Kellyona."

"Yes, he slipped a note to me that day. When I went home and saw it was a phone number, I called him out of boredom and then he begged me to take a picture. I saw that he was your friend, and his tone was too miserable. I thought It shouldn’t be a problem, let alone just to take a picture. Then I went, but he didn’t tell me that it was for Esquire! Otherwise, how dare I go!”

Huo Chengan looked at the cover of the magazine again, and suddenly a sentence floated out.

"Lele, are you interested in continuing?"

"what?"

"Be a model, a supermodel."