After the divorce, Feng Ye begged for reconciliation every day.

Chapter 60 It Really Makes Weird Like It

Entering the elevator, the slightly bald man in a dark gray suit took out his phone and opened an app.

Shi Moran glanced at it, and silently checked the man's ID in his heart.

After waiting for the elevator to go up to the eighth floor, the man got out of the elevator, and Shi Moran pressed the elevator for the sixth floor.

When she came to the door of room 108, she rang the doorbell.

"it's me."

As soon as the words fell, the door of the room opened.

Lifting his foot, Shi Moran entered the room.

"Sister Ran, why did you come here so early today?"

Following behind Shi Moran, the little girl about eighteen or nineteen years old asked with a smile.

Every time Sister Ran goes out on a mission, she always shows up on time, and today she unexpectedly came here early.

In her opinion, isn't it just to obtain the internal information of the Z Group, which is simply a trivial matter for them.

There is no need for Sister Ran to go out.

However, now that Sister Ran came here earlier, she felt that this matter might not be as simple as she thought.

"It's nothing, so I came here early. Xiaorou, do you have the app x on your phone?"

Shi Moran took off the peaked cap conveniently, and the thick black hair poured down like a waterfall.

"Sister Ran, I have."

Before Xiao Rou could answer, the man sitting on the bay window with a light notebook in his hand, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a black hat, had already answered.

"Young general, give me your phone."

Shi Moran walked in front of him.

Taking the mobile phone from Xiao Jiang, Shi Moran pulled out the chair and sat down, searching for the man's ID in the search bar.

"Sister Ran, why are you interested in this app?"

Xiaorou squatted down beside Shi Moran, resting her hands on her lap, and asked curiously.

She has never heard of this software.

"Nothing, just take a look. Are all the equipment ready?"

Shi Moran turned off the screen, it turned out to be an otaku.

"Ready."

When Xiao Rou heard it, she stood up immediately.

Then she pulled her lemon yellow box in front of Shi Moran, and took out the clothes, cosmetics, and other curling irons in the box.

"Okay, let's start preparing now."

Picking up his clothes, Shi Moran went into the bathroom first.

In her hand is a backless white dress, she likes white.

Because white is unassuming, but at the same time it is unforgettable at a glance.

The white tight-fitting long dress showed her bumpy figure to the fullest, noble but not tacky, low-key and elegant.

The hair that has been permed with a curling iron is wavy like seaweed.

All kinds of cosmetics are placed on the table, and a few minutes later.

The dull and cute face has taken on a new look.

Flaming red lips, coupled with the tear mole added at the corner of the eye, she is beautiful but not coquettish, gorgeous but not vulgar, charming and charming.

"Sister Ran, you are so beautiful."

Xiaorou, who also finished her makeup and changed her skirt, appeared beside Shi Moran, her arms clinging to her like a cat.

"Stop stinking farts."

Shi Moran smiled, and against the backdrop of her red lips, her teeth were so neat and shiny that they were so white.

It seems that there is no flaw in the whole body.

Turning around, she reached out to open the bathroom door.

"Hey, I'm telling the truth, sister Ran, you are my goddess."

Xiao Rou straightened up carelessly, she had never seen a woman more beautiful than Sister Ran.

Not to mention prettier than Sister Ran, even if she was evenly matched with Sister Ran, she had never seen her before.

"It's also my goddess!"

Before Shi Moran had time to speak, the young general's sonorous and forceful voice echoed in his ears.

She paused, shaking her head with a smile.

These two people really make weird people like them.

(End of this chapter)