Chapter 143: Kicking the Gym
The stylist took the Sinan pendant and looked at it again: "This is about a lifetime, I have the opportunity to touch the most expensive and best jadeite with my own hands, it is really beautiful." www.biquge.info I've seen so many of Mrs. Kuo's jewelry, but they are not as good as your gourd. Sinan, are you ancestral?" Sinan said yes, I pressed the dowry at the bottom of the box.
After sending off the stylist, Sinan suddenly found that she didn't even have a dressing mirror in the house, and she was having a better time. No, you have to buy one when you go back, Mu Guiying is also a beautiful girl, and Mulan has also applied yellow to the mirror.
The car horn sounded outside the door, Sinan wrapped up his coat and grabbed his bag and went out, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, he swaggered through the restaurant and went to the meeting alone. When the car was gone, the proprietress patted Xiaomei on the shoulder: "That goblin is really Sinan?"
Xiaomei was stunned and replied incorrectly: "Sister Xiaonan actually wears lipstick." ”
The car drove to the door of the club, Sinan got out of the car with a backpack and a down jacket - the night in early spring and February, it was still very cold, Sinan loved himself very much, and he would not let himself be frozen to death - strode inside, the doorman stopped her, Sinan took out the cow chewed invitation card from his pocket and stuffed it, the doorman looked and looked, not knowing whether to let her in, until he saw Sinan's bare and smooth calves and the dazzling high heels, it was confirmed that the person who came was attending the party, and finally willing to let her go.
When he came to the lobby, Sinan threw his clothes and bags to the storage office and walked inside. After a few steps, I saw a huge photo of Lucy with a line of words: "Miss Kong Deyuan's Birthday Celebration", and the aisles and doorways were decorated with flowers and lace, just like Lucy herself, trivial and troublesome.
Sinan arrived at the door of the banquet hall, and the doorman standing next to her immediately opened the door and invited her in. Sinan Da Lalama walked in, there were already a lot of people inside, men's tuxedo bow ties, women's floor-length skirts, jewelry, and a room full of fragrant sideburns and shadow warblers and swallows. Sinan stood at the door for a moment, looking for Chen Kaize. Before she could find Chen Kaize, a beam of light was on her, and Lucy, who was standing on the stage, looked at her with a smile, and then said into the microphone: "Sinan, welcome to come." Then he put away the conversation and let Sinan hang there to see how she reacted.
Lucy looked at Sinan for the first time, and was shocked by her makeup for a moment: Sinan's hair was thinly coiled up with braids along his forehead, like a black crown, revealing the whole face, and his facial features were three-dimensional and deep, the eyebrows were sharp and sharp without modification, and the big black eyes were like a morning star in the night sky, and he was already radiant with only mascara, and the slightly thick diamond-shaped half-opened lips were painted in red, revealing a danger signal in the sexy temptation. Such Sinan is full of predatory ambition, and his aura is too open to be despised with. Lucy couldn't help but be shocked: Did you underestimate Sinan too much? When she was worried, when she saw Sinan's clothes, she couldn't help but laugh in her heart, what are you wearing, it's still a black skirt with a high neck, the style is ordinary and conservative, you should come to the funeral, oh my God, what's under the collar, oh hahaha, there are still young people wearing this kind of grandma-style gold necklace in this era...... Tsk, even if the skirt looks elegantly fitted and the fabric is luxurious, coupled with golden high heels and perfect makeup, it is powerless, and there is no way to change Sinan's background as a turtle.