Little fox, your tail is showing

Chapter 485 She really became his bride, but...

He is a well-known makeup artist, and the fee for each appearance is not cheap.The reason why he came from Yancheng to accept this job was because the other party offered him a price he couldn't refuse.

But now, he regrets it...

"No, there's no need. Let's make friends once we meet. I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first..."

The makeup artist felt that he would not be able to breathe any longer, so he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he ran away.

However, Qin Lang pressed his shoulder again, and gently grabbed his neck.

"Why panic, you haven't been our officiant yet."

The makeup artist's back felt cold, and she shivered, "First... sir, I'm just, just a makeup artist. I can only do makeup, but I can't officiate. You, let me go, I promise I won't say a word go out."

"What do you mean? You can't say a word. Why, did you see something shameful?"

Qin Lang's eyes became colder and colder.The long-term torture and loneliness made him sensitive and dark.A casual word from others may arouse the sensitive factors in his heart and awaken the devil in him.

The makeup artist knew she had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly denied, "No, no...I didn't see anything!"

"I can't trust you unless... you're dead."

Qin Lang suddenly exerted force on his hands, his eyes turned red, like a hungry and bloodthirsty devil.

The make-up artist was suddenly pinched out of breath, and was terrified.Compared with Qin Lang, his body shape is much worse, and his stature is also shorter. He is not Qin Lang's opponent at all.

Qin Lang strangled his neck more and more forcefully, until the make-up artist was almost out of breath.

"Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon. Aren't you in a hurry to leave? I'll give you a ride and take you home."

"Don't...don't..." The make-up artist's face turned red from being pinched, and he scratched the air with his hands indiscriminately, unintentionally grabbing the mask off Qin Lang's face.

Qin Lang's face covered with scars was revealed, extremely terrifying.

"People who have seen my true face will either die or..."

Hearing this, the make-up artist's eyes widened, and Qin Lang's horrific and distorted face was reflected in the eyes.His breathing gradually weakened, and his hands became weaker and weaker, and finally hung down.

It wasn't until the make-up artist was out of breath that Qin Lang released him in disgust, put him on the ground, then picked up the mask from the ground calmly, patted the dust on it, put it on slowly, and walked out the door .

In another room, Mu Wenya was wearing a white wedding dress and delicate makeup, sitting on the sofa in the room.The breeze blew by, blowing her long hair up and swaying with the wind.

Marriage is the happiest and most beautiful thing for a woman.Any woman is the most beautiful princess on this day and the only focus of the audience.

She also fantasized about her own wedding. The groom is him and the bride is her. There don't need to be too many people to attend the wedding, just three or five relatives.Surrounded by the blessings of relatives and friends, their faces are full of joyful smiles.

Now, she really became his bride.But everything is different from what she imagined.

There is no expectation, no joy, no shyness... This place is like a cold and dark cage to her, and she doesn't want to escape for a moment.

(End of this chapter)