I am omnipotent because of wine

Here, the style returns to the system space, in the two-story building he bought, he lays leisurely on the hard board bed, 【Do you want me to return to my own world so much? 】

[It turns out that you still have self-knowledge. I really don’t want to see you again. If you return to your own world, I promise you will never step into that world again, and we will never see each other again, hehehe. 】

The system said coldly and proudly.

It doesn't matter the style, [that's pretty good, I don't want to see you, these worlds look very real, but they don't use my own body, except for the same name, there is always an illusion of playing games However, fortunately, after playing so many "games", I am still me, and have not become an existence that disregards human life. 】

【...That's right, you're really one of the calmest hosts I've ever seen, it seems like there's nothing you can do to leave a trace in your heart. 】The system sneakily checked the heart rate of Style.

Including heartbeat amplitude data records for each world.

Except when he found that he ran out of wine, or the wine was broken, or when he could only look at the wine but could not drink it, his heartbeat fluctuated greatly, and he was calm and calm at other times, looking at himself at the time in that world.

【No, it’s not a lie that I like wine. By the way, since I’m going back to my own world, can I take all the wine in the system space with me? 】Style suddenly thought that in the last world, he didn't drink all the wine in his backpack, so instead of wasting it, he asked.

【You are so greedy. 】The system shook his head and said, 【But it's okay, but you have to go back to your own world before you can understand everything clearly, and we will never see each other again. 】

【good. 】Looking at the system with a gentle style, he said with emotion in his eyes.

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was a white ceiling with black patterns that had been blurred in my memory.

Turning over to look, I found that the wine jar was still in hand.

And myself, nothing happened.

Is it a dream?

The style is somewhat curious.

After running the exercises in memory, the style was actually successful. Ming Xinzong's exercises are still so strange, and they look so illusory.

It's actually true.

Style clenched his fists, feeling the power contained in his body, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a little excitement in his eyes.

What makes him happy is that he finally doesn't have to worry about hurting his body when drinking in the future!

You can live a good life!

At this time, the door of the office was pushed open, and the person who came in saw the open floor-to-ceiling windows lying next to the window, holding the wine jar, with a flushed face, startled, and hurried over.

"Boss, can you explain why you're lying here? The window wasn't closed, and there wasn't even a bone left when it fell."

Style's secretary Zhuang Fan said so.

This secretary has seen various styles, and his speech is not very polite, but the style feels strangely familiar and nostalgic.

"Ah, I just got a good bottle of wine. Of course, I can't keep it overnight. I drank it directly. I obviously felt that the alcohol was high before, but now I don't feel any more. Ah, I'm not happy."

Feng Feng got up from the ground with a calm face, sat back on his boss chair, and turned around on it, looking through various contracts that he had to sign, and felt fortunate that he hadn't forgotten these things, what should he do? Do this.

In addition, Zhuang Fan started to dislike him again, "If you fall, you will die, what's the matter if you keep it for the night, the wine you bought with your own money, won't it be yours if it stays overnight?"

"If you can't get it, you're in turmoil, but if you drink it in your stomach, you can be calm!" Shi Feng held the empty wine bottle in front of Zhuang Fan, "Take it and sell it, I heard it's also an antique."

"...You really are the president, the secretary broke his leg." Zhuang Fan shook his head helplessly.

"But I think your legs are still good, and they are still very long." Style praised him leisurely.

"Although I'm curious, why you suddenly praised me, but this is not the reason for you to leave early today!" Zhuang Fan looked at the style and went to get the suit jacket on the clothes rack next to him, his face was very dark.

"It's up to you to deal with those things. Don't you think your salary is low? I can give you a little more salary." Style has already put on his coat and loosened his tie. He only feels that his body is his own world, and he is the most comfortable with himself. Relax and enjoy.

The one who is really relaxed and happy is really staying in his own den, drinking a good meal, and sleeping well, so that all the trance feelings can be dispelled.

"...Then you can add it, keep rolling."

"I don't know how to roll, if you can, you can teach me someday. Bye~"

Style went downstairs in his special elevator, but when the elevator stopped on the first floor, a girl approached him and threw herself into his arms.

The opponent seemed to be very tall, and he was only a head lower than himself at 1.8 meters tall. When he bumped into Style, the man stood up straight without changing his face.

"Who are you in the company? How dare you go downstairs while you're at work?" A look of anxiety flashed in the woman's eyes.She thought that she had disguised herself very well, and that her style could only be seen on the surface, and she could not see the coldness in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm the boss of this company. If you want to go to work, you can go to work. If you don't want to go to work, you don't. If you're here to apply for a job, you can honestly take the employee elevator next to you and go upstairs to the management department to find someone for an interview."

The style is not hooked at all. I thought about whether I met such a person before I traveled the world in my memory, but I found that I didn't seem to have it.

He patted the non-existing dust on the sleeve of his coat, and faced the gaze of a beautiful lady like a royal sister, he got out of the elevator without changing his face.

Before leaving, she said to the girl at the front desk who was showing heart eyes to him, "Put one in my special elevator, the label of the president's special elevator, and don't let others enter easily, your president, I am very clean. "

The girl at the front desk blushed instantly, why is the boss so good-looking!Aww!Just looking at her from a distance makes her heart beat faster, but it's a pity that the boss can only watch from a distance, not up close.

If you get close, you will find that the boss may stand up from the floor in the corridor today, and wake up under the table tomorrow... The day after tomorrow, he may simply lie on the ground and sleep all day.

But this doesn't stop her from coming here for the sake of the boss's face!

I heard that people who look good-looking often will have good-looking children in the future~

excellent.

The same girl at the front desk also responded to what Style had just said, without further ado, she contacted some personnel from other departments, quickly made a sign, and hung it next to the elevator dedicated to the president.

Make sure that everyone can see the white and black characters on the sign clearly, and the font is deliberately enlarged.

Feng Feng has leisurely called the driver and asked the driver to pick him up. When he sat in the back seat, he found out why the driver was a woman this time? !

Wait, there seems to be something wrong.

"Boss, where do you want to go shopping today?" The girl's eyes were amazingly charming, her flaming red lips, and her beautiful eyes flowed around, which probably could directly make a man's heart melt.

"I don't want to go anywhere, please take me home, I plan to sleep in the car, remember not to be too bumpy, or I will resign you." Feng Feng glanced at her calmly and closed his eyes , nothing will change my true love for wine!

This is not an easy word!

This is sincere.

When Shi Feng closed his eyes and went to sleep, he didn't know that the young lady sitting in front of the car was gnashing her teeth and her face was distorted. At the same time, the young lady was talking to an unknown object in her mind, [This kind of game character is hung at level 3s+ It's been ten years since the mission, so how could someone have solved it?Why did you send me here? 】

[Only by conquering him can you quit this game, otherwise you will be trapped in the game forever until your soul power is exhausted, and you cannot even reincarnate. ] A mechanical voice answered.

Knowing nothing about Style, he continued to fall asleep peacefully, while performing the Ming Xinzong Kung Fu.

There are many things like spiritual power.

A little more and a little more is of course better. When the time comes to drink, it is trivial to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and it is serious to make people go bankrupt!

The style successfully obtained another means of Wang Po at dawn.

I heard you wanted to bankrupt my family?

That's fine, treat me to a good meal and a drink, then you can attack with all your might!

Then drink people directly to bankruptcy...

Just thinking about it makes me happy.

After arriving at the door of the house, the female driver opened the car door for him in all the clothes, and the style can be seen. What is this girl wearing? What is it called a sticker?

The voice said flatly, "Pay attention to your privacy a little bit, it's not good to be seen by others, especially by men."

The young lady was dumbfounded.

Shouldn't all men be tempted?

Is this man in front of me a man? He's thinking something weird, my God.

Looking at the style, the woman stood in front of her and looked at her, not giving way, she frowned and said in a daze, "What are you doing here?"

Only then did the woman come to her senses, and stepped aside.

Style passed by the woman without changing his face, with a scent that only belonged to men on his body, the woman next to him was in a trance, then kicked on his high heels, and followed Style.

Only then did she realize that she was actually wearing high heels.

Frowning, he picked up his cell phone and made a call, "Zhuang Fan, what's the matter with my driver? It's okay to suddenly become a woman, why is this woman still driving in high heels? Are you trying to murder me? "

Zhuang Fan, who was so busy in the company, was stunned, "Boss, what are you talking about? Is any of your driver's secretary, including the housekeeper, a woman?"

"Then explain to me who this person in front of you is." Feng Feng took out his mobile phone, took a photo, and sent a MMS to Zhuang Fan.

After reading it, Zhuang Fan called back without saying a word, "I haven't seen it before. The three drivers you hired for the boss before were all men."

Style immediately became vigilant, and looked at the peachy-faced woman in front of him defensively, "Spy? Murder? Or what?"

The woman looked at Style with a hurt face, "Why do you miss me so much? Brother Feng."

"Don't call me that, I'm not familiar with you." Hearing her soft voice, Feng Style got goosebumps, and quickly took a few steps back, even bumping into his own car.

"Brother Feng, don't you remember me? We played together when we were young. I recently returned to China. I finally saw you. I thought we could restore the relationship we had when we were young. It turns out... so you don't want to see me so much ?” The woman said with a sad face, with tears in her eyes, she looked very cute.

"Since you know that I don't want to see you, why do you still come to my side, please stay away from me." Feng Feng felt goose bumps all over his body, what's the mess?He didn't have many friends when he was a kid.

When he was young, because of his high IQ, let alone friends, he was basically in a state of studying, learning, and learning. Later, he fell in love with wine and had no friends.

However, after starting a company, Zhuang Fan became a secretary and also a friend.

however.

The style was inexplicable, but he heard a voice, it was the voice of the woman in front of him, but she didn't speak, [Didn't you say the system?With so many points, will I definitely create a childhood sweetheart image in his brain?What's the situation now. 】

The traces of gnashing of teeth can be clearly heard in the voice.

[I don't know, it has already been reported to the main system, please complete the task as soon as possible, otherwise I will be completely trapped in this world, and there is no way for me to take you out with me. 】

The sound of machinery rang in Style's ears again.

Feng Feng raised his vigilance in his heart, slowly observed the woman in front of him, saw the resentment in the eyes of the woman in front of him, and suddenly understood something.

It is said that he traveled through so many worlds, and also encountered a system...

So what's going on now?

Feng Feng didn't want to continue to entangle with this woman here, let alone bask in the sun, so he walked towards his house and opened the door. When the woman followed him to the door, Feng Feng's face was not red and his heart was beating. He pushed her out of the door and closed the door with a bang.

Seeing the surrounding houses, Style sighed deeply. He took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet next to him, poured half a glass with a glass, and sat on the sofa leisurely, thinking about problems while drinking.

It is absolutely impossible for the voice he heard to be spoken by that woman with her mouth. It is impossible to speak with her mouth, that is to say with her brain.

In other words, that woman also has a system.

According to her words, that woman probably wanted to create a memory that did not belong to her, but it was obvious that she failed, and why?

Also, why when he got off the elevator, a girl who looked very innocent bumped into him?How did you pretend that cute and pitiful posture?

The style is drinking red wine, messy, a little intoxicating, and everyone feels drunk. After thinking about it for a long time, I always feel that something is wrong.

But the subconscious mind habitually runs Mingxinzong exercises when drunk...

In the next second, he jumped directly from the sofa.

omg...

He can run Ming Xinzong's exercises? !

No matter what the reason is, this is not normal. He has never used his body in the world he travels through. When he goes to other worlds to practice, the power he can leave behind is also acting on the soul.

Why is there power in his "body"?

And it still looks like a lot of power.

Style moved his fingers slightly, and the goblet in his hand shattered with a click...

Style's eyes widened, and he threw the glass out of his hand. The red wine in the glass was controlled to float in mid-air.

Style narrowed his eyes again, what is the reason for this?

strangeness.

The style of ignorance is divorced from the system. Many times, there is no way to ask others about many questions, so I can only get the answers by myself.

He was obviously staying at home drinking, but why was a painting hanging on the wall moving? Why did a girl with a back view painted in the oil painting turn around?

Style has a terrified face, a little suspicious that there seems to be something wrong with the world he lives in.

However, in the next second, the painting not only moved, but the girl in the painting also turned around and appeared in front of Style. It looked a little illusory, but it was particularly dreamy and beautiful.

Style was taken aback, his first reaction was not how beautiful this girl was, or how much she could attract his attention, but he took her hand without saying a word, and stuffed her back into the painting .

The whole person shuddered and shivered. Without saying a word, he directly took the painting off the wall and stuffed it into a corner.

The girl staying in the painting: I call his mother, what the hell is this?Obviously my charm and appearance have reached the full level, why is this happening.

Shouldn't she attract that man, and then that man directly adds 20 points to her initial favorability, and then continues to attack one after another?What the hell is it now?

The girl in the picture is very angry.

Without further ado, he began to talk to the system in his mind, 【Can you explain it to me? 】

[Do you think the task at level 3s is easy?And in this world, you are not the only tasker, and you are not the only one who wants to conquer the big boss, President Style, no matter how strong you are, there are people stronger than you, so be a little self-aware. 】

Shi Feng was stunned to hear this conversation when he stuffed the painting under the bed in an unoccupied room.

I was so frightened that I kicked the painting to the bottom of the bed.

I hurried back downstairs, sat on the sofa and drank a couple of sips of wine to suppress my shock.

terrible.

Style swallowed, and dialed Zhuang Fan's phone, "Zhuang Fan, I have a few questions for you, you must answer them carefully."

"Good boss. Understand boss."

"Is your boss handsome?"

"very handsome."

"Then do you think I will inexplicably attract the attention of that kind of prosperous and beautiful woman?"

"No, generally good-looking women will not choose you, the boss. After all, you just look more than your top and more than your bottom. Especially good-looking women only want the strongest."

"It's really true, well, I get it, goodbye."

"Hello? Something interesting happened to the boss, tell me, hello?" Zhuang Fan looked at the hung up phone strangely, shrugged his shoulders, and continued to work.

I always felt that something bad might have happened to the boss, so I called him. The tone of my voice was a little suspicious, and it might not be a small matter.

Style stuffed up a glass of wine in one gulp, lay on the sofa like a corpse, and muttered to himself, "Maybe the way I opened my eyes was wrong, I'd better get some sleep."

In a daze, Style blinked his eyes and fell asleep. The dream was very fragrant, and the dream seemed to be beautiful...

perhaps.

Style When you open your eyes, what you can see is a girl standing among flowers. She doesn't have a particularly beautiful and aggressive face, but she looks clean, and so does the floral skirt.

The twisted braids hang on the shoulders, looking extraordinarily pure, and the oval face looks delicate and cute. When smiling, for ordinary men, there should be a feeling of first love.

And the style...

"Can you explain to Dad why you appeared in my dream?"

The girl in the dream twisted her face.

She said softly and coquettishly, "Honey, don't you want to do something to me?"

"I don't want to. Instead of what I want to do to you, I might as well do something to myself in the mirror." He glanced at the girl in distaste. You must know that he usually doesn't dream. All of them are the kind of very big jars, filled with wine, the kind that makes him feel happy just by looking at them.

Dreaming about girls?

nonexistent.

The girl glanced at Style's face, her face became even more distorted, and she forcibly pulled it back to normal, "If you're tired, you can act like a baby to me."

"I'm tired, but the question is, why do you act like a baby to you in your dream? Can you let me have a good sleep? Are you sick? Or what? What are you doing in other people's dreams?" The people in the dream that he dominates are really very rude.

What bells and whistles?

Without further ado, my mind was wide open, and countless wine jars fell from the air, smashing the girl to the ground...

When he sank into a deeper dream in a daze, Style heard again, "Damn it, is this still a man? Look what he said? If you want to do something to yourself in the mirror, you can't do anything." Willing to do something to me, damn it, can I chop off his carving?"

[No, shut up, once the boss takes any damage, all players will be completely disappointed, I hope you can understand. 】

"Fuck."

The style and face didn't change, and it continued into a deeper dream.

How many girls did you meet in a fancy day?

There are pure types downstairs.

There is a coquettish type at home.

There are also naive types who enter the house.

Sleeping, there is also a type of Xieyu flower in the dream.

Where do so many women come from, they can form a girl group and make their debut, okay?Absolutely make a lot of money every minute.

In style sleep.

In an unknown bar, there were three women sitting together.

As the saying goes, there are three women in one drama, and when these three women sit together, their expressions are really different.

And they also provoked each other. One of the women in red, let’s call her Xiaohong for the time being. Xiaohong said to Xiaohei, a woman in black next to her, “There are 81 women in this world who come here. To conquer the boss, except for the three of us, the other people probably don't know what the real purpose of the mission is."

"And those people can be completely excluded. Only we are the only ones who can be regarded as competitive. Whoever can win the heart of the boss depends on his own ability."

Xiaohong wiped her lower lip arrogantly, and the lipstick was wiped on her face, making her look even more seductive. Maybe it's a different alluring bitch in the legend?

Xiao Hei looked like a high-cold elite, "Each person should rely on his own ability. Boss's recent company has also started a new recruitment plan. The first thing you can do is get the best of the best. Let's do our best, and I'm leaving too."

A pure girl in a white dress was left behind, smiling strangely in the slightly dim bar, "Hahahaha, is it possible for you to succeed? Of course not, maybe not at all, only me, only I can win The heart of the boss."

Style... a sweet dream.

When he woke up, he leisurely dialed Zhuang Fan's phone.

"Zhuang Fan, I'm going to travel all over the world. When you're done, remember to prepare a plane ticket for me." Style said his request very capriciously.

Zhuang Fan looked at the lunatic displayed on the phone's incoming call, and got connected with a toothache, and what he heard was such a sentence, and he answered through gritted teeth,

"Why do you still want to travel all over the world? Didn't I say, boss, are you trying to exhaust me? Death from overwork is definitely not a good influence on your company."

"It's okay, I believe your strong body can last for three to five years, and I'll come back when I've had enough time~"

"How dare you trust me, I don't trust myself... ah." Zhuang Fan's face was contorted, his eyes spit fire.

"Ah, forget it, I don't want you to prepare an air ticket for me, I just want to inform you." Shi Feng tilted his head and pressed the phone between his shoulder and head, and was preparing his luggage in his hand.

It always feels like something strange has happened in our country.

It is better to go abroad for a couple of laps, and by the way, go to those wineries to see if there are any new products that have been researched, and maybe new profits can be created.

"You..." Zhuang Fan didn't finish his roar.

Style hung up the phone with a snap, and quickly blocked the phone.

Zhuang Fan could only hear the beeping sound on the phone, and kicked the table angrily.

The table is fine, he hugged his feet and danced there for a long time...

Let's take a walk-and-go trip.

With money, with a love of the world.

There are things you like, goals to pursue, and most importantly, time.

Why not go out and see the world?

Will live up to this life.

Style has traveled through so many worlds and seen many kinds of scenery, but he has never been in this world, under his feet, on the planet he is on, patiently observing the scenery here.

And he.

Although I don't know what's going on with me now.

I don't know what kind of strange people those women who seem to have a system are, but he knows that this world doesn't revolve around him, and he can get whatever he wants. If the world really revolves around Why didn't you give him wine, instead of giving him one woman after another.

and so.

Go on a trip.

look at the world.

The world is so big, I want to drink it all!

of course.

What I talk about is air tickets. In fact, there is no style at all. I do it according to my original idea. You must know that in a country with a history of 5000 years, there are really many good wines, especially those related to wine. Various food products.

I haven’t read it in my own country, so why go to other countries?

When a group of women received the news that Style had traveled abroad, they immediately began to check the flights flying abroad that day.

The 81 women abruptly flew away in a large area.

Style knows nothing.

His first stop was just to the next city.

One is to stay in my own city, some things are not easy to adapt to, and the other is that there are many wilderness in this city, so I like to study what strange phenomena happened to my body in the morning.

When he ran to a certain deep mountain and old forest, Style was sure that he would not even be detected by satellites, so he sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

Ming Xinzong's kung fu method was running, and Style immediately began to try to find out his own strength, to what extent he had reached, but found that he had already reached the kind of Huashen's strength, which could already be shrunk to an inch.

Seems like something is wrong?

After studying the cultivation base, we must start to study the body.

The style looked left and right to look at myself, studied it with a mirror, and finally came to a conclusion, "Oh, I'm handsome again." By the way, he made a horoscope gesture.

Shaking his head, returning to seriousness, he checked patiently, only to find that he was not injured at all. He also had an out-of-body experience when he was in the interstellar world. He leaned against a big tree and set up a barrier for himself. Are you sure? There will be something like the plague of snakes and plagues.

Just out of my body.

The transparent, golden soul is completely different from the body. His eyes are golden, his hair is really long, and his facial features still look like those of an oriental person.

Style is what you see in the mirror.

It was very strange that I went around the small mirror several times, but found that I didn't change into my body.

What is the reason for this?

I used my brain that hadn't read a few novels to think about the current situation, and guessed with my brain that broke through the sky, I might be some awesome big shot.

Then he smirked.

want to return to the body...

But what the hell, I suddenly found a woman beside me...

Wait, what's the situation now?

The girl with loose hair and a white dress, blue eyes and chestnut hair, looks like she was born with a hooked mouth and a smile. The first reaction to people is that she is a very gentle girl.

but……

Style does not recognize the evaluation of this character in his mind.

Which girl...would just pick up a man weighing more than 100 kilograms and put it on her shoulders.

While walking with Style's body on his back, he also talked to something in his mind without moving his mouth.

[Sure enough, the plot that I spent a lot of money on is really okay, it really made me discover the boss who passed out in the wilderness in the next city, hahahaha. 】

The woman's voice and style sounds very domineering, maybe this is the legendary domineering female man with duplicity in appearance?

[Take it easy, it's for the strategy, not for you to play him to death. ] said the mechanical voice.

【Well, it's just a strategy. Men have such a bad nature, so they can just let it go if they just say a few words casually. A good-looking woman casually hooks up twice, just like a pug. The strategy is really too simple. 】

Style feels as if he is living in a world that is not what he thought, which is too scary. Where did these women come from?

Of course, even if you think so, it is impossible to leave your body. Even if you are carried by this girl who looks weak but can actually carry you around, you will return directly to your body without changing your face.

Half awake, I can still hear the thing that should be the system communicate with that woman, [He is about to wake up, are you sure you don't want to find a place quickly? 】

【So fast? 】The woman gritted her teeth and stomped her feet. There seemed to be wind blowing around her.

When Style opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was not this woman, but a small house in the forest that looked pretty good.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he looked in that direction. There was nothing there, only a field of grass.

At this time, the girl looked like she had changed clothes.

The big-name clothes just now turned into clothes that look a bit like those worn by people who have lived in the mountains for a long time, and they look a little white after washing.

Style yawned and sat aside, "Who are you?"

"I, I found you, you were unconscious on the side of the road, and I rescued you." The girl looked like she was frightened by his question.

"How did a little girl who didn't look 1.7 meters tall save a big man like me? In addition, people who live in the wilderness saw a big man lying next to a tree. Why would the first reaction be It is to save the person, not to check whether the person is awake or dead?"

"Of course, if you see that I am handsome and the things I wear are very valuable, and you are interested in sex or wealth, then I have nothing to do. Also, please stay away from me, those two eyeballs of yours It’s a bit scary to stare, you can go directly to cosplay ghosts.”

The style stands up straight, he has nothing to let people see at a glance, just the aura of all kinds of domineering presidents, there are all kinds of emotional ups and downs in the eyes, and the grievances can be shown in the vitreous, it is already very serious up.

He was ashamed.

Seeing the cold look of the man in front of her, the girl burst into tears.

Style looked at her without changing his face, still thinking in his heart, whether he should beat himself up in the future, let his tears fall, and clean the dirty things in his eyes, although he, a rich man, wants to buy all kinds of cleaning products. There is no pressure on the eyes.

"You, how can you think of me so much, I don't think so."

"Do you think it's none of my business, I'll go first, bye, there are people who live in the wilderness, live here alone, at least you have to have calluses on your hands, you have to pretend One point, although I don't know why you know I'm here, but I believe that if I report this news to the people behind me, tell them that you are a spy from another country..."

As a domineering president who wanted to challenge other professions, his style was unceremoniously dramatic, and the pupils of the woman in front of him shrank.

Listening to the chattering in my ear, the voice of this woman talking to something in the system in her heart, 【Didn't he just open a liquor company?When did it have anything to do with the country? 】

[What kind of person is the boss, what kind of person does he want to be? It is impossible for us to check the exact identity, but as long as the strategy is successful, the host can get anything he wants! 】

[What the hell, it’s good to have a relationship with the country, leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade, dog man, wait for my mother to find a chance, when this dog man falls in love with my mother, my mother must dump him! 】Women's heart is distorted, the style can't be seen, but it can be guessed.

This woman still maintains a pitiful look on her face, and her acting skills are good.

If she doesn't have that thing called a system, or doesn't want to attack him, she can expect him to work in a cross-border industry and go to an entertainment company to have fun. This girl is definitely one of them!

I don't know how much money I can make.

She walked away without changing her face. Does any beauty look as good as herself?

To put it bluntly, a person's face is bones plus face, and there is flesh on the face. After practicing kung fu, the kung fu has a great effect on one's face. The most amazing thing is that you can control it when you practice martial arts The extent of all the musculoskeletal body.

What's more, what's more, it's the cultivation method of immortality, the kind that can change a face with just touching it.

If you want to look good and ugly, you just need to spend more time pinching your face, but it is impossible to look at that beautiful and ugly face every day, and it is impossible to hold a mirror to yourself every day. Your face is for others to see. , Whether it looks good or not depends on others.

Others think it’s not good, but I can’t see it anyway, others think it’s good, but I still can’t see it