The so-called beauty:

Take the flower as the appearance, the bird as the sound, the moon as the god, the willow as the state, the jade as the bone, the ice and snow as the skin, the autumn water as the posture, and the poetry as the heart.

The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is clever, and the eyes are beautiful.

With these, it is probably called a beauty - beauty.

I have to admit that beauty is the most impulsive mistake of men, but it is also limited to ordinary men.

For Chu Yunting, just the temptation on the skin is not enough to make people excited, and it is far from the point of making people lose control.

But as the saying goes: success is also Xiao He, defeat is also Xiao He, and a thousand words cannot hide the facts that have happened.

He forced her.

*

The petite people on the bed curled up together in pain, and Yan Shi was woken up by pain.

The beautiful eyes were hazy, and her consciousness was not yet awake, but the tears in the corners of her eyes had already slipped down her cheeks.

Yan Shiyu touched the tears on her face, and in an instant, all her consciousness returned.

Painful, ambiguous, and all kinds of complex emotions came to her heart, and her heart suddenly tightened, and she buried her head deep in her knees.

Yan Shiyu knew that this was Chu Yunting's room, looking at the door, Yan Shiyu's heart ached, and there was no man by her side.

I lowered my head and couldn't help crying.

The door opened—

When Chu Yunting came in, he saw Yan Shiyu who was huddled on the bed and secretly crying.

Seeing him come in, there was obvious panic on his face.

He wiped the tears from his eyes in a hurry, his whole body was stiff and couldn't move at all, but the corners of his mouth were smiling hard at him.

"Cloud ......"

Her voice was pitiful and weak, and her voice was a little hoarse because of excessive screaming, but it was not unpleasant, but it seemed that she was becoming more and more cowardly.

Cautiously looking up, avoiding his gaze, quietly observing his reaction.

After a long time, as if he had finally confirmed that he had no intention of driving her away, Jiao Jing smiled shyly, and her cheeks flushed.

Yang Yangyue's eyes couldn't hide her liking for him, rubbing her big eyes that were red from crying, and her palm-sized little face tentatively pressed against his chest.

I didn't say no, but I didn't like it either.

The man's dark pupils shone with an obscure dark light, but he frowned coldly and didn't push her away.

His indulgence made Yan Shiwei's dependence on him more and more obsessive.

The soft body tried to get close to him, and she was a little uncomfortable with her hard muscles.

The clear eyes were a little dodgy, and the movements were a little clumsy, but he still took the initiative to put his face on it, trying to please him.

Cautiously, humbly down to the dust, jerky to the man who gave her the scars all over her body.

She didn't know how to hide her liking at all, which made the darkness between the man's eyebrows deeper, and the narrow Danfeng eyes were cold and ruthless, revealing a cold chill.

"Forget about it. ”

When she said this, her cheeks instantly lost all her blood, and her body stiffened.

Did she do something that made him dislike? She could learn! She could please him!

"Why? is... Am I doing something wrong? Don't want me...!"

She said it over and over again in a hurry, her whimpering voice was almost pleading, and she tried her best to rub into Chu Yunting's cold arms, for fear that she would be abandoned by him.

"No way. ”

The man stared at her from above, his cold and cold handsome face without a trace of temperature, high up, like an untouchable god, cold bones.

In just one sentence, he instantly sent Yan Shiyu to hell, trembling all over, her lips were pale and bloodless, and her sickly eyes were filled with painful despair

"I love you... Clouds... Can you ...... Can you like me a little bit... A little bit is fine..."

When she spoke, she burst into tears, the despair in her eyes was suppressed to the point of suffocation, and her haggard and pitiful appearance was vulnerable, as if she would be shattered with a gentle push.

She could do anything for him! As long as he opened her mouth, she would do anything, even if it was selling her soul and body......

Yan Shiyu looked at him sadly, the temperature in her eyes was scorching and terrifying, and she was paranoid to madness.

Chu Yunting didn't notice the change in her: this was a sick state, completely devoid of reason in the eyes of normal people, only despair.

When she spoke, she couldn't breathe when she cried, and her bloodshot eyes looked at *** in a daze.

His hands trembled and he wanted to keep it, but he couldn't touch a corner of the man's body at all...

The sound of the door closing was very soft, but Shi Yu still heard it.

Eyes full of devastation, looking vacantly at the place where the man had just stood, there was no figure of him, just air.

But in Yan Shiwen's eyes, it was her salvation, and in the empty position, Yan Shiwei smiled shallowly.

Terminally ill –

*

Yan Shiyu returned to her room and stayed for a whole morning, did not move, locked herself in the room, and did not see anyone.

In the afternoon, the situation seemed to be better, and Yan Shiyu's state had roughly returned to normal, but the position of the heart was still faintly painful.

The phone lit up, and Yan Shiyu glanced at the message, which was a notice of the third round of the game, and the time started at 8:00 p.m.

Yan Shiyu's makeup hand paused slightly, as if she remembered something, and her face changed instantly.

She remembers that he was also one of the judges......

As long as she behaves well, he must be able to notice himself, right?!

When she spoke, there was light in her bright eyes again, and she packed up her emotions and got ready to go.

I dialed a phone and was a special makeup artist.

"Ye Ran, I'll go to the makeup artist right away, you prepare in advance. ”

The woman named Ye Ran is very young, at the age of 24, she is already a senior makeup artist, and talent is sometimes really more important than hard work.

Hearing Yan Shiyu's words, Ye Ran seemed extremely happy, and immediately responded: "Okay, I'm waiting for you here, come on, don't worry about anything, I have it here!"

Ye Ran was in a very good mood about Yan Shiyu's early arrival.

This may also be the dream of every makeup artist, through their wonderful techniques and techniques, wonderful brushstrokes, the original ordinary people, through makeup embellishment, blooming a unique beauty.

Ye Ran's status as a senior makeup artist makes her extremely popular among the top stars, and she is almost the first choice of celebrities who have become famous.

She has painted countless makeup and seen countless beautiful or ordinary faces, but no matter what it is, she has never found the kind of face in her heart.

Until one day, she saw a beautiful woman who was charming and charming, and with just one glance, she could hook people's hearts and souls.

Ye Ran is very famous in the makeup industry, and if she is not an important guest, she will rarely put makeup on anyone other than celebrities, especially wealthy families.

This is a taboo in the world of makeup.

Most of the women of wealthy families have enough status and background, and when they speak, even if they are unwilling, as long as they don't want to be unemployed, they need to put makeup on the daughters of wealthy families under huge pressure.

These women, without exception, will give them a high makeup fee.

Just the remuneration is even dozens of times higher than that of ordinary stars!

But!