Ignoring the poor-mouthed Zhong Mao, Feng Muxiu asked Yan Zhuoling directly and politely,

"Excuse me, is there anything wrong with your Excellency coming to me to point at the world?"

Yan Zhuoling stretched out his hand and said very sincerely, "I heard about the legend of the sword pointing to the world from others, so I want to come over to pay my respects, don't be surprised if you disturb." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Isn't it the name he registered yesterday? When did it become a legendary team?

Feng Muxiu stretched out his hand and shook it with him, then withdrew his hand, and said indifferently: "Your Excellency has won the award, and the sword is just a small team." ”

Yan Zhuoling has met him once, but he has no deep friendship.

Yan Zhuoling said with a smile, "Under Yan Zhuoling, dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

Zhong Mao was unwilling to be ignored, and interjected with a sense of existence, "The boss is called Feng Muxiu, have you heard of it? It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, now that you have heard of it, I feel that my Feng boss is not very handsome and good-looking? Seeing my Feng boss, he will not have the idea of inferiority?"

Zhong Mao's eyes were shining, and when he talked about Feng Muxiu, he was so proud that he seemed to be talking about him,

Yan Zhuoling was speechless in shock, he looked at Feng Muxiu in disbelief, and half-loudly, he asked, "Are you really Feng Muxiu?"

After getting Feng Muxiu's nod of confirmation,

Yan Zhuoling: "You even went for plastic surgery? Which plastic surgery hospital has such good technology?"

He was amazed, he used to see too many of those plastic surgery stars and little fresh meat, no matter how realistic their facial expressions were, they were all made up, lacking vividness and aura, and their faces were as if they were paralyzed.

But now looking at Feng Muxiu, it is like a real face, it doesn't give people any stiffness at all, when did the technology of the plastic surgery hospital turn out to be so superb, if the technology of those little stars plastic surgery salons is also so good, those little stars would have become famous.

Feng Muxiu's face can be said to be the essence version of evolution, how can the little fresh meat from the plastic surgery hospital be compared to the condensed version of nature that has no surgery and no additives?

Zhong Mao made a fuss: "Ah, boss, are you plastic surgery, no wonder you are so handsome and have no friends," and then he smiled and put his hand on Feng Muxiu's shoulder, "Boss, which plastic surgery hospital are you going to? Introduce me to me, brother is also going to become a male god." ”

Facelift?

In this way, there is a saying for the appearance of his own great change, what is it like to have plastic surgery, what is it to become a male god?

Feng Muxiu hadn't even figured out how to talk to Zhong Mao about himself, and now Yan Zhuoling had sent a perfect excuse over,

Feng Muxiu angrily knocked Zhong Mao's hand down, "What? You also want to go for plastic surgery? Be careful not to be disfigured without being a handsome guy." ”

actually admitted in disguise that he really went to plastic surgery.

Yan Zhuoling still couldn't believe it, he had seen Feng Muxiu before, although he didn't dare to say that he knew Feng Muxiu very well, but a proud and awe-inspiring person would feel that he looked ugly and went for plastic surgery?

Hearing Feng Muxiu say this, Zhong Mao hesitantly touched his smooth face, "That'...... Forget it, anyway, my brother doesn't look bad,"

Although it is a root grass compared to Feng Mu Xiuyi, it is not inferior to others, although he is just a baby face, but he is still very cute,

Plastic surgery is too risky, and he still doesn't want to take that risk just for a face.