On the second day, Mengmeng's class was very lively, even in high school, the students' gossip heart had not been sharply reduced, and there were doubts in all corners of the classroom: Today, Xuanyuan Shu was ordered to drop out of school, and the three sisters who transferred to the school and Xuanyuan Lingchen of the school grass actually asked for leave, which was very strange.

As everyone knows, at this time, Mengmeng and they are all in the dressing room, and the professional makeup artist is camouflaging them, Mengmeng was seen with long hair before, and it seems that the gender has been recognized, so now he is trying to figure out how to continue to maintain men, if it is known to the outside world, I don't know how much of a storm it will set off. The makeup artist shook his head and sighed: "It is absolutely impossible to wear a wig, not only is it inconvenient, but it is also easy to be recognized." Mengmeng, who had been silent, opened his mouth first: "Otherwise, it will be cut and it will save trouble." As he spoke, he picked up the scissors on the dressing table and prepared to cut them himself. The makeup artist hurriedly snatched the scissors over: "Pavilion master, don't fool around with your handicap party." Qingqing immediately reprimanded: "Dream, you have to have the consciousness of being a girl, okay?"

Yao suddenly patted her head and smiled a little wickedly: "If you don't tie up your hair like an ancient man, even if you are rumored to have a costume fetish, it is better than exposing your gender." The makeup artist immediately agreed: "This is super good, Pavilion Master, or that's it." Dream nodded: "Whatever you want!"

Half an hour later......

The dressing room was opened, and the three heads of the forehead and the blood devouring were all wearing masks and three kinds of flowers. Dream - coriander, Yao - flower on the other side, sunny - Manzhu Sahua. The three of them have their hair tied up high, put on a simple robe, even if they are only less than one meter seven in height, so the temperament will make up and suppress you in minutes.

An adult male voice sounded, calm and powerful: "Let's go." The other two: "Yes." [Don't guess, it's the role of the voice changer] The makeup artist leaning on the door smiled darkly: "Hehe, Pavilion Master, how do you say I should persuade you to keep your antique attire, even if you are of the same sex as me, you are still a minor, but you are really handsome." Makeup artist - Qin Yan is guilty of nymphomania. 【Pour】

The three heads of the blood-devouring men got into a Maybach together. [Eh, it's a bit of a bad scenery, but there is no one around, they don't care about themselves, and their subordinates don't dare to laugh, three ancient men get on a modern famous car, and the painting style is as weird as it is]

Yao slept for a while, and then went to the mansion of the Xuanyuan family [special reminder, it is not Xuanyuan Lingchen's residence, but the old mansion of the Xuanyuan family], got out of the car, and dreamed of seeing Xuanyuan's gate, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really luxurious, extravagant, and wasteful!" The voice is male and magnetic, and it is a bit ...... to say this Hearing this, the corners of Yaoyao's mouth twitched, and she slandered her boss, comrade-in-arms and best friend in her heart: You yourself are even more wasteful, you must know that thrift is a traditional Chinese virtue, and you are speechless when you talk about others.

Dream didn't know Yao's mental activity, and when he shook the folding fan in his hand, he almost hit Yao, and said angrily: "Go!" ”

was stopped by two bodyguards outside the mansion with strange expressions: "Stop, this is the Xuanyuan Mansion......

Guess what else the bodyguard said?