Chapter 70: Victoria's Secret

The 2014 Victoria's Secret Lingerie Show will be held in Milan tonight.

Outside the theater door, the long red carpet is shining with stars.

Luxury cars are still coming one after another. As soon as the car door opened, the celebrities and gods of all walks of life stepped into the theater in a graceful manner, facing the flashing lights that continued to shine like fireworks.

In the crowd of black pressure outside the fence on both sides, a few boys with pig waist faces, and fanatical fans of different skin tones, were excited, looking for beauties everywhere, while paying attention to the stars who came. They are individual seats, and they can only be entered after the VIP has entered.

"I'm Kao, DiCaprio! Look, DiCaprio! The vest boy shouted. A few boys looked at it, and sure enough, this time they could see that they were alive, and they shouted excitedly. Can you not be excited, the pig's waist face seduced the flight attendant's trick was learned from DiCaprio's movie "Cat and Mouse Game", but the gold necklace he used was replaced with a cheaper Mayan diamond ring.

DiCaprio's hairstyle is still the same, but with two mustaches, which adds to the man's mature demeanor.

Decca waved at the enthusiastic crowd, holding an actress she didn't know with a pig's waist face, and walked towards the theater.

"Dika, I love you!" Beside the pig's waist face, a chubby white girl shouted hysterically, stretched out her hand, swished, and pulled her bra out of her arms, and her fat body shook and threw it at DiCaprio.

"The quality is really low." The pig's kidney's face couldn't help but sigh together.

Decca's quality is not low. Leaning over, he picked up the girl's bra and put it elegantly on his arm.

The fat girl almost went crazy, jumping to her feet and shouting: "Dika, I love you, love you, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-hu......h, uh-ah-h

"Look, ladygaga!"

The crowd quickly turned their gaze to the luxury cars that had arrived.

The doors didn't open. saw three people coming quickly next to the red carpet.

Several people recognized the pig kidney's face at a glance, and it turned out to be the father and daughter at the airport, as well as the Christine who picked up the airport.

It turned out that Christine brought Qin Bangxian's father and daughter to the theater to watch the performance. Far away, Qin Bangxian saw the scene of celebrities entering the market. He is old and serious, and he refuses to walk the red carpet to enter no matter what.

Christine couldn't, so he had to park the car far away and accompany the father and daughter from the red carpet, wanting to enter the venue quietly and not attract attention.

Who knew that I ran into the alternative fashion queen Ladygaga.

The car door opened, and Quack was helped down by two people. When Qin Sihan's father and daughter saw it, they were taken aback, my mother, she has to be more than two meters tall. Two tall bodyguards raised their arms to support her.

When I looked down, I realized that Gaga's shoes were wearing a pair of high heels, which were more than half a meter high. No wonder she can't walk the aisle.

It is said that Gagaga is open, but it is really unusual. Qin Sihan blushed a little when he looked at it. Up and down the body, a layer of tulle, no longer an inch, just two points on the chest and under the lower abdomen mysterious area, the veil is slightly thicker, covering the spring light.

Gaga, who also saw the three of them, was a little curious, and bent down to look down, fuck, the myopia was a bit high, and I didn't see it clearly.

Qin Sihan felt that this shape was similar to a human sculpture with a base, but the beauty was a little less, maybe one person had one aesthetic.

Two security personnel quickly walked over, and Krestin pulled out the gold-leafed VIP invitation card, and the security personnel saluted and escorted the three into the venue.

The venue where Qin Sihan's father and daughter sat had no stars, but at first glance, they were all outstanding and successful people, all of them were brightly dressed and had an extraordinary bearing.

After a while, the show began. At first, there was no lingerie show, first an appetizer, a black singer performed, and of course, sang surrounded by beautiful women.

The pace is upbeat and the atmosphere is hilarious. Although Qin Bangxian is self-made, he is grassroots. But the long-term exposure of wealthy families has given him a good appreciation background. With the singing, I can't help but want to shake my waist and relax with everyone.

The black singer was singing, but suddenly looked towards the door, slightly stunned, at the critical moment, the jazz drummer knocked a drum, and the black buddies came back to their senses, "hei~...... baby~", quickly picked up a sentence, and almost dropped the beat.

Everyone was also curious, and turned their heads to look together, but saw a little boy with the corners of his mouth crooked, and walked in with a beautiful blonde girl with a smile.

Li Junfei had already changed into the clothes prepared by Ji Meifu herself. Although the style is very ordinary, shirts and suits, but the world's top materials, top master tailor-made products, it is natural to wear extraordinary. Not to mention the comfort, people with a little insight will know what is extraordinary when they look at it.

Of course, if the pig's kidney's face is seen, I'm afraid it will laugh at it too earthy and too silky.

The girl's milk-like skin, blonde hair is high, and she looks noble and elegant. The most beautiful thing is that he is wearing a purple embroidered cheongsam with oriental charm, and his skin is like snow.

Thin waist and round hips, waist and limbs are twisted lightly, it is really a lotus step by step, and the charm is infinite.

Even Qin Bangxian's gaze was a little straight.

The two walked to the middle table and sat down.

Qin Sihan was compared, feeling a little ashamed of himself and sour and angry, this Li Junfei actually ignored himself.

was pouting to control his anger, and the familiar manly breath suddenly came. Li Junfei didn't know when he was lying on his shoulder, and he actually opened his mouth* to Qin Sihan's earlobe and kissed it.

Qin Bangxian had already turned his head and was looking at the people around him, unaware.

Qin Sihan's ears were tingling, his heart fluttered, and his ears were red and his face was hot.

"Chairman, there may be an old man later." Li Junfei said.

Qin Bangxian snorted, pursed his lips and did not speak, as if he already knew what Li Junfei meant.

The show begins. In the first session, all the underwear models made a concentrated appearance. For a while, the field was full of turbulent waves, with plump breasts and fat buttocks, and eyes full of swaying.

The VIP area was okay, and there was a loud buzz on the side of the individual customers, mixed with cheers and whistles.

There were fine wines, drinks, top cigars, and even tobacco on the table. Really well thought out.

The big front door was finished, and the cigar didn't want to smoke. The other foreign cigarettes are no longer energetic, as if the Japanese sake, the feeling of drinking the second pot head with water, and it is still mixed with too much water.

I couldn't help it, Li Junfei took out the cigarette pouch pot. He is in a smoking area, and even the top tobacco is prepared, and he is really sorry for people's intentions if he doesn't smoke a pot.

The VIP area is already close to each other, and the location is excellent, and such a place can still smoke, which shows the dignity of this group of guests.

But the quality of the VIP is also there, unlike the domestic officialdom meeting, one by one, one after another, making a miasma, and finally across the conference table, I can't see the person on the other side clearly, and there are even more hook-ups, taking advantage of the smoke, under the table you catch me, I touch you, wanton with his hands, and those who fish in troubled waters, unexpectedly take a handful in the skirt of a female colleague, and then quickly sit upright, Japan is serious, let the female colleague scold, "Which dead ghost, dare to rub the old lady's oil, grandma's, The pantyhose were punctured. ”

These tycoons pay attention to fan, pay attention to Jet slow. If you are addicted to cigarettes, you order a cigar, smoldering there, and when you are addicted, you will take two puffs, and there is a bucket, which is even more elegant. Holding a long or short expensive pipe, or briar or sepiolite, it is always a precious master handmade bucket, equipped with a bucket, good enough to smoke for a night, compared to smoking, smoking is more of a style. Precious tobacco is also for these rich fighters.

Ji Meifu, like everyone else, looked at this strange thing that Li Junfei took out. They are all super-rich and well-known people here, and what they usually play is unique in the world, which is different. This Oriental boy, I don't know what to take, looks strangely interesting.

Loaded with tobacco, Ji Meifu obediently lit the fire, Li Junfei took a few puffs and spit out a puff of green smoke.

The top-quality tobacco is not covered, not only does not choke, but has a faint sweet aroma, if there is nothing, wafting around.

It's really a good thing, a few men around praised in their hearts, you look at the golden can, the golden smoke pot, the end of the short rod, I'm afraid it's not the cigarette holder polished by Hetian Ziyu, there is a cloth bag hanging below, it is hand-sewn at a glance, the craftsmanship is excellent, the fabric should be expensive, you look at the beautiful woman sitting next to her, the cheongsam she is wearing, you know.

All the big noses couldn't help but feel like friends, looking at Li Junfei's small cigarette pouch pot with blank eyes, thinking about how to get close to it when they came back, to see if they could get a hand from the mysterious East. Money is not a problem, willful spending.