"Oh God! It's true, it's true, that butterfly, really turned into a tattoo! It's unimaginable! How can this be done? The girl screamed.

As a result, more girls came to touch and feel.

Everyone who touched it was shocked.

Chris. Jill was also dumbfounded, and he couldn't see how Zheng Zhefan's magic trick was done at all, which was amazing.

Because, when Zheng Zhefan performed this magic trick, he almost didn't do any cover-up, and the butterfly flew to Ai Meier and stopped.

This also makes the magic trick even more difficult!

If you don't cover up, you can't make small movements.

If you can't make small movements, how can you play?

Anyway, Chris. Jill thinks that this magic trick can't be played if you let yourself play!

"Let's see if this tattoo can be erased." A woman wearing a backless outfit that exposed her entire back, including part of her gluteal cleft, suggested.

If it can be erased, it means that the tattoo is painted, and if it can't be erased, it is the real tattoo.

"Zheng, can we try it, can we wipe it off?" Ai Meier looked at Zheng Zhefan.

No matter what kind of magic trick, it can't stand up to careful scrutiny, and after scrutiny, nine times out of ten, it will be exposed, so the vast majority of magic tricks will not be tested by the audience.

"Yes!" Zheng Zhefan said with a smile.

"I've got makeup remover here to try." The woman in the backless outfit pulled out a small bottle of makeup remover from her small bag.

"I'll wipe it myself." Ai Meier said.

She took the bottle of makeup remover, dipped it in a cotton pad, and began to wipe the butterfly.

She rubbed and rubbed.

Wiped it for a while.

As a result, Ai Meier found that the butterfly on her left breast did not fade at all.

I really can't wipe it off!

"God! It really became a tattoo, the butterfly's body was embedded in my skin, and it became a part of my body permanently. Ai Meier shook her head and said.

"Nope! Not really, I could have taken it off you. Zheng Zhefan shook his head and said to Ai Meier.

"Can you take it off?" Ai Mei'er was surprised.

"Yes!" Zheng Zhefan nodded.

"So, Zheng, can you help me move this butterfly to another place? Like, move here from here. Emgerie pointed to where her collarbone was.

"Yes!" Zheng Zhefan said.

"Then please help me move my position, thank you." Ai Meier said with a charming smile.

Zheng Zhefan stretched out his hand to go over.

This time, he touched Ai Meier's skin.

Ai Meier was gently touched by his hand on her left chest, her body trembled, she could feel that his hand was unusually hot, this heat brought her great stimulation.

Zheng Zhefan gently pressed the butterfly, and with a pinch of his hand, he pinched the butterfly from Ai Meier's chest and held it in his hand.

"Wow! The butterfly was taken down again. ”

"The butterfly tattoo on Ai Meier's chest is gone."

"That butterfly is still alive, still flapping its wings."

"It's amazing, it's incredible."

"This kind of magic is very shocking to watch."

"I really can't see where the trick is, can any of you see the flaws in it?"

"It's perfect, it's perfect, there's no flaws at all. Zheng is really a magical person, and he is so good at close-up magic. ”

In the midst of the discussion, Zheng Zhefan pinched the butterfly with his hand and put it on Ai Meier's collarbone.

"Are you sure it's here?" Zheng Zhefan asked.

"Yes, I'm sure." Ai Mei'er looked at Zheng Zhefan and said.

"Good! So, I'm going to put this butterfly tattoo here. As Zheng Zhefan spoke, he gently wiped the butterfly and temporarily embedded it in Ai Meier's collarbone.

His hand was released, and there was a lifelike butterfly tattoo on her collarbone.

"Zheng, give me a butterfly tattoo too, okay?" The F-covered woman looked at Zheng Zhefan eagerly and said.

"I want it too, it's really cool to have a tattoo like this." The woman in an exaggerated backless outfit also came over and pleaded with Zheng Zhefan.

"Yes."

Zheng Zhefan did not refuse to come.

He put the butterflies on the women's bodies one by one, as they had requested.

As a result, many of the women who came to the party had a beautiful butterfly tattoo on their bodies.

"Zheng, I want another butterfly tattoo." Seeing that many people's requests had been met, Ai Meier muttered again.

"Oh? Where are you going to put it this time? Zheng Zhefan asked.

"Put it here." Ai Meier pointed to the position of three inches below her umbilicus.

"Wow!"

The girls around her laughed meaningfully.

That place is a bit too ambiguous.

Zheng Zhefan shook his head, and he smiled: "Why do you have to put it there?" ”

"Because I like it, don't you think that if there is a butterfly there, it will give people a unique beauty?" Emger blinked.

"Okay!" Zheng Zhefan smiled, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he beckoned a butterfly.

Then he guided the butterfly with his hand to fly three inches below Ai Meier's navel.

The butterfly flew there and then suddenly disappeared.

Zheng Zhefan said with a smile: "Okay, you already have an extra butterfly tattoo there, but if you want to verify it, I'm afraid it will take a little trouble." ”

"I'll go to that locker room." Ai Meier said with some suspicion.

She didn't believe it very much, Zheng Zhefan barely made any movements in his hands, and he didn't even touch himself, how could that butterfly become a butterfly tattoo.

Magic is, after all, just magic, not really a mystical thing.

"I'll go with you." Said the woman in an exaggerated backless outfit.

The two went to the locker room.

Naturally, the rest of the people were waiting outside.

"Zheng, did you really give her an extra butterfly tattoo?" Isabella asked curiously.

"Yes." Zheng Zhefan said with a smile.

"But it's a bit of an inexplicable one." Isabella said.

"There's a lot of things in the world that can't be explained, and that's real magic, isn't it?" Zheng Zhefan blinked.

"Zheng, you really are a god-like man." Isabella shook her head and smiled.

"Male god for short, right?" Zheng Zhefan quipped.

"Yes, yes! The word male god is just right for you. Isabella couldn't agree more.

At this moment, in the locker room.

Emger had already lifted the skirt of her evening dress above her navel.

She looked down. 8)