Listening to her unfavorable words, Bo Shen's face was tightened, and the aura of the whole person was a little sluggish.

He wondered, who was that man?

What kind of person, what kind of identity, can make Mu Huan so sure that he will lose?

Bo Shen didn't believe it.

Mu Huan has always paid attention to him, and naturally took his eyes that don't believe or admit defeat.

Pulling his lips, Mu Huan smiled meaningfully: "Do you really think that this island is just a fashion week?" "What kind of fashion week will use a private island? What kind of fashion week is so romantic and gorgeous? What kind of fashion week has nothing to do with the theme of the elements, but rather a big wedding scene? What kind of fashion week is more inclined to the upper class and wealthy families in addition to inviting bigwigs in the design industry? What kind of fashion week will be followed by a grand masquerade?

Hearing this, Bo Shen's side face was slightly sluggish, as if he understood a little, but there was still doubt in his eyes.

Mu Huan smiled and didn't explain so much, the appearance of selling Guan Zi whetted people's appetites.

……

A man in a black suit, with his back against a rectangular column, tilted his head, revealing his sexy Adam's apple, as if he was feeling boiling, his slender and wide hands kept pulling the tie around his neck, and his movements were wild and uninhibited.

His breath was heavy and difficult to calm down.

With his eyes closed, he swallowed a few times in his throat, trying to forcibly suppress this restlessness.

A man's self-control is terrifying, and his temperament is even more indifferent, but when facing Jin Tian, everything has become chicken ribs, and he is completely vulnerable.

He closed his eyes, and his mind was full of the performance of a certain imp on the catwalk.

Dressed in women's clothes and wearing a silver mask, she is elegant and dignified, and her whole body radiates light.

The galaxy is hot, you are the ideal of the world.

"Jin Xiaotian......" The man couldn't help but murmur hoarsely, and his voice was extremely indulgent.

Thinking of something again, the man's face turned gloomy and black, his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, and he became extremely ruthless, and his body burst out with an aura of destruction and destruction, as if he wanted to kill someone to vent his anger.

There were so many people present, and they all saw the appearance of a certain little ghost.

Fair-skinned and slender limbs violently||Exposed to the air.

In fact, that kind of style is normal in this era, and even at the top of fashion for a time, but seeing so many people staring at a certain ghost, men are holding back their anger and vinegar.

I want to gouge out the eyes of those people.

The man felt that Mu Huan was cheating him.

Everything is ready to reassure him.

The result?

The costume designed for a certain imp is so violent||Dew.

Is he really dead?

Damn, a certain imp is famous!!

This man, it's his!!

The man is very uncomfortable now, all kinds of gloomy emotions are intertwined, and the surging dull pain makes his head swell.

The emotions are too high, and some places inevitably tear apart.

The man's face immediately changed, and he turned hideously white in an instant.

He didn't make any sound, but there was a cold sweat on his forehead.

This place is located in a more remote and quiet location on the island, and few people come here.

Knowing this, the man took off his black suit and put it aside.

He was wearing a black shirt underneath, but despite this, he could faintly see that the shirt was soaked in large chunks of blood.