The veteran W takes the lead, and this magazine itself has a history of many years and has its fixed sales group, and when the magazine is not officially on sale, it will first send the homes of regular customers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

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Long Island is full of beautiful scenery, green spaces, clean tree-lined paths, and even the extra flower bed tiles on the roadside.

A bicycle delivery man wearing a white baseball cap has a shelf behind him filled with newspapers and magazines that will be delivered early this morning.

Out of his familiarity with the road, this young kid was able to ride the community with his eyes closed.

A parabolic throw, a bundle of neatly tied magazines, streaked across the garden fence and flew past the flowers that had already withered.

When the magazine was about to land, a Labrador, with its honest smile and intoxicating little bean eyes, rushed out like a gust of wind.

A high leap took the magazine in his mouth.

'Good Mussolini! The newspaper delivery boy waved goodbye to the black Labrador, and then leaned down on the bicycle, and all six were delivered.

Mussolini, wagging his little tail, passed through the small door at the back door of the garden for the dogs, and came to the master's breakfast table.

"Lily, your magazine." The man politely picked up Today's Times and handed the basically beautifully printed fashion magazine to his wife, who was serving fried eggs.

"Oh, thank you...", the young couple again held up a barrier of indifference between them, a newspaper and a book.

The magazine with a hint of orchid scent is opened, and w is placed at the end, and the young housewife prefers the vogue at the top of fashion, and the male models on the inside pages are often a substitute for her fantasies about a cold marriage.

The inside page of this issue is full of models, all of them are Asian models, wearing a light silk shirt, on the edge of the white floor-to-ceiling curtains, looking out the window in confusion.

It's like waking up from a deep slumber in the morning, so pure and helpless.

The hostess looked a little dry, she subconsciously picked up the sandwich toast on the side and took a bite hard.

The page of the magazine was gently turned, and a full-page poster of Qin Guan and Russell's Armani perfume was displayed in front of the young housewife's eyes.

"George..."

"Huh?" The man behind the newspaper replied perfunctorily without raising his head.

"I'm going to the city with you today."

"How?" At this time, the male protagonist put down the newspaper and looked at the young wife opposite who had not communicated well in confusion.

This very well-behaved young girl rarely has the habit of going out so early.

A pair of white little feet that had taken off their slippers were extremely sexy, and they rubbed on the calves of the head of the family like a breeze.

The fabric of the trousers can't stop this sexy teasing, and the warm touch of the instep goes over the man's leg and stomach from top to bottom, and then comes down again.

"I want to buy some Halloween candy and go to a department store in New York to buy myself a bottle of perfume, and this is the latest Armani to hit the market."

The magazine poster handed over, Qin Guan and Aquila were staring at each other, with a pure black background accompanied by a green transparent bottle, with an indescribable nobility and elegance.

"It is said that this fragrance is the water of life and the temptation of forbidden love... I think we had evenings... Well? ”

The coquettish upper tail note with a nasal voice, coupled with the toes that stopped teasing, finally landed at the base of the man's thighs, all made the surgeon who sat opposite and faced the blood vessels and internal organs without changing his face, and his face showed quite comfortable feelings.

"Listen to you for everything...."

Countless ordinary American families, there are always people who find the intrusion of this new Asian face in their daily lives.

The magazines and newspapers at the Manhattan outlets were the real sellers of these periodicals, and the hurried pedestrians did not care to look up at the contents, so they routinely threw away the change.

It was the frightening glance that left the pedestrians who hurried by, leaving them a reason to stop.

“nylon？ Professionally classified fashion magazines? Hawkers, it doesn't matter, buy one more. “

"Boss, bring me a copy of that vampire-covered magazine."

On the streets of Manhattan, such a similar scene is always silently staged, because in a group of top models and Hollywood movie stars, such an unconventional cover has not been seen for a long time.

Echoing the Halloween atmosphere tomorrow, the buying group, which was supposed to be the main force of office workers, suddenly became strange.

A group of hippies who smoked too much like fans, with heavy dark circles under their eyes and a sense of decadence all over their bodies, dangled their dog chains and came to the newsstand to buy themselves a pack of chewing gum that they couldn't leave.

"Oops! This magazine is awesome! It's exciting! ”

On the cover, Qin Guan roars towards the endless remnant sun, his sharp fangs flickering with a cold cold light, and the castle with the dark taste of Hitchcock in the background is showing the identity of the protagonist.

The blood-red tears, blood-red yang, and blood-red chest embroidery add a bit of bloodlust to this black Dracula.

"Dude! Come and take a look, look at this look, absolutely in my generation! That's him! ”

By the time the weird group had left, the shelves were empty.

T and V have been running a two-person gay bar, and they buy fashion magazines with mostly male models to enrich the bookshelves of their bars.

Because V has an accurate grasp of what everyone likes in the club, the same-sex bar owners on this street like to leave the work of magazine procurement to V.

With the exception of hunk show bars where people don't need to read magazines, most gay bars have a quiet atmosphere.

V got up early in the morning, and the blue apron on his body had not been taken off, so he pointed to Nylon behind the owner of the small newspaper kiosk and reported today's number: "30 copies, thank you." ”

"That one is not on sale, only 25 copies!"

"Then it's all about it!"

"Okay!"

Taking advantage of the boss's efforts to get the goods, V casually flipped through the most popular vouge, "Boss has 10 more vogues." ”

These are preparations for familiar shops, and it can be regarded as an unexpected joy to see a model, which was published in two magazines at the same time. (To be continued.) )