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A size 42 soft-soled leather shoe was displayed in front of everyone with Qin Guan's long legs.

And this new sole with clear lines jumped in front of the crotch man with lightning speed.

The sole of the 'poof' shoe hit the bull's-eye, and it stepped firmly on the other party's face, followed by a happy back with a crotch covered in the crotch and flew in the direction of the back.

Qin Guan, who hit the target perfectly, followed by a wrong step like a gossip roundabout kick, controlled the power of his fall, and took the handsome posture of half-kneeling on the catwalk as the end of this naked perverted male incident.

After a brief lull, there was a frenzied cheer of love.

"Ah~~ Qin Guan, so handsome!"

"Ahh Qin Guan, I love you! Kneel down and beg for a chance for a hero to save beauty! ”

It was only at this time that the security personnel on the sidelines reflected from the shock.

You say you're a naked man watching football, and that's for freedom;

You're a rugby streak run for courage;

You're watching a catwalk show running naked....that's to take advantage...

Two people in black suits, five big and three thick, were very conscientious, and ran in the direction of the catwalk.

At this time, the man who was looking up at the sky in a large font on the stage, but with the happiest expression in the world, a carp sat up.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

He stretched out an arm and tried to reach in the direction of the two of them, and little Rubi kept holding Qin Guan's back tightly, making it difficult for the Asian model to perform his subsequent blocking moves.

"Alas, don't hold on to me, hurry up and go backstage, you pull me, how can I educate this pervert?"

Qin Guan stared ahead, and had to distract himself to remind the little girl behind, until he saw that the two strong men had already rushed from behind the crotch cloth, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

You see, this is the difference between his girlfriend and an unfamiliar woman, if it was Cong Nianwei, she would have retired a long time ago, and there are still too many people who have been dragging her feet this year.

Qin Guan, who sighed lightly, had already shown the perverted fate of this tragedy, and the two huge bodies did not hesitate to pounce on the stage again with the crotch cloth that had just stood up for a long time.

"It's safe, RUBI, you can let go."

Suddenly more daring than just now, it was Rubi's two soft arms that hugged Qin Guan's waist, and Qin Guan turned his head in surprise again, and even Mei Meien forgot to digest it, the crotch cloth suddenly grabbed the hem of his suit pants.

"Hahahaha, Lao Tzu finally grabbed Qin Guan's trouser legs!"

"Oh, victory! I! Wilde! It's finally a kiss! ”

This child's language level is really worrying, when the other party was forcibly dragged away by two security guards, the crotch cloth still intoxicated the hand that grabbed Qin Guan's trouser leg and kissed it intoxicated.

"What! Qin Guan! I love you~ die without regrets...."

The little head that showed out behind him, looking at the crotch cloth in the distance, but his eyes flashed.

This oolong did it, I thought it was an idiot pervert who went to the female model, but he directly turned into Qin Guan's admirer.

Qin Guan, who turned his head in the direction of RUBI again, sighed heartily: "I know it's not going for you, why don't you let it go?" ”

Seeing that his intentions had been discovered, Rabi stuck out his tongue, grabbed his fluffy black curls, and galloped backstage without looking back.

You ask her why she is running so fast at this time? If you don't run, you can't do it, a group of reporters and media people have already rushed over in the open space with weak security, and they have formed a situation of encirclement under the catwalk.

"Qin Guan, look here! How do you feel about the perverted break-in behavior that loved you at Milan Fashion Week? ”

"Qin Guan, look here, can you smile?"

"Qin Guan, are you satisfied with the security of this Milan Fashion Week? Do you feel the warmth of the Italian people indirectly? ”

And the flashing lights and surging questions below only made Qin Guan roll his eyes in his heart.

This is not part of his planned work, and no one should think of not giving him money to do more work!

I saw that Qin Guan, who was standing on the stage, smoothed out the back suit that was wrinkled by Rebe, gently turned the soles of his perverted face on the catwalk a few times, and raised his arms high, and snapped his fingers in the direction of the host who had been showing a stunned expression and petrified on the spot.

"What do you think? Music! Rang! ”

'Oh, oh! ”

The host took the microphone and hurriedly pressed a few control buttons to connect to the backstage, but in two seconds, a tone different from the most passionate symphony ever wafted over the small outreach square of Milan Fashion Week.

Qin Guan didn't say a word, he just followed the direction of turning with the most wanton eyes, including all the people in the field from right to left, and then turned around cleanly, without the slightest nostalgia.

The solid steps take away not only the most shocking display, but also the heart that has been stolen and infatuated.

His long swinging legs did not hesitate, and his straight back gave the most beautiful words in the world.

When he returned to the infield, the arm that was raised again after a slight pause shook as a simple goodbye, and because of this action, a woman holding her chest already felt dizzy.

In the infield, because the finale male model has not yet returned, none of those designers and fashion celebrities left the seat because of the riots outside, and after seeing Qin Guan, who was still calm, walking on the catwalk of the return, they all got up from their seats in turn.

Everywhere Qin Guan passed, he was greeted by the greatest affirmation that a top model could receive.

The applause came from the bottom of the hearts of these most demanding and proud people, not for the top physical condition of the Asian male model on the stage, nor for the delicate face of this model, nor for the display of his black-clad Armani.

In order to adhere to the most basic model ethics that must finish the show under any circumstances, in this impetuous era, this person on the stage still knows that the catwalk is never so thin as a one-person stage.

He is responsible for everything, and many people have forgotten what made them what they did. (To be continued.) )