Little Queen Stepford Wife

The staff soon sent over a piece of clothes. It was a good word to say that it was a piece of cloth as thin as a cicada's wing. Transparent black, put it in the palm of your hand and feel the lightness that you can't look directly at.

Anyue muttered, "I wipe his uncle. Is this a dress..."

Li Rou took the dress calmly and smiled bitterly. Looking at the clothes pinched in her hands, "I didn't expect that I didn't do such a thing when I was 18. It's interesting to show off my body when I was 27."

Li Rou didn't look at other people's expressions. She turned and walked into the bedroom. Ann Yuet paused and hurried to follow up.

Li Rou asked Anyue to do her a favor and unfolded the black transparent tulle to see how to wear it. Anyue found that it was an interesting underwear at all. Unconsciously, she said, "this Wenqiao... Likes too much."

Li Rou took off her clothes again. She got up and took the clothes from an Yue's hand and put them on her body.

The front hem of the dress has just covered the root of the thigh. The white lace inside can be seen clearly. The chest is vaguely wrapped, but the rest of the body can be seen clearly.

Anyue always felt a little uncomfortable, but she couldn't tell where she was uncomfortable.

Maybe it's because Li Rou's position in the film and television industry is really very good. She works out by her own real strength, but she has to wear this kind of clothes under the compulsion of her own man. For a moment, it seems that she has fallen directly from a first-line actress to the kind of actress who becomes famous by taking off.

An Yue helped Li Rou tie the belt behind her. This cross shaped belt reflects each other with Li Rou's white and tender skin.

Li Rou seems to have calmed down. She no longer complains about herself, but frankly accepts everything in front of her. The work is too fast.

When she accidentally entered the wolf's nest at the age of 18, she was in a restless mood. She complained about everything. She always felt why she was so miserable, so she had to leave this place; Or since she was forced into the hospital and took off her baby, she would never have this idea again.

She has experienced the most tragic thing in the world, not to mention now. She is just an Israeli.

After wearing it, Li Rou looked at herself in the mirror, then combed her messy hair smoothly and asked softly, "do I... Look good?"

Anyue nodded desperately, "of course it's beautiful. Sister Li Rou is so beautiful."

Li Rou looked at herself in the mirror. She gently touched her face. "Unfortunately, he always just likes 18-year-old young girls..."

With a faint sigh, she turned and opened the door.

When Li Rou appeared at the door, all the staff present were stunned for a moment. The eyes of those men seemed to stick to Li Rou immediately. The strong contrast between black and white, the gentle and pitiful face and the tender eyes were really bloody.

In a flash, someone said, "Mom, this is Li rou."

Anyue stood behind, feeling a trace of wordless sadness. Yes, you also noticed that this is the first sister in the TV industry and the first-line actress in the entertainment industry, Li Rou?

Li Rou is still a little uncomfortable covering her chest. Where Wenqiao has just spoiled her body, there are still kiss marks and pinch marks. Even her thighs are faintly exposed with traces of being abused.

Li Rou took a step forward and didn't go to see Wenqiao.

At this time, she went to beg Wenqiao, which had lost any meaning. Li Rou turned and asked a little brother, "excuse me, who's in charge next? Do you need makeup?"

Li Rou's calm expression flashed a trace of displeasure in Wenqiao's eyes and ordered, "shoot directly without makeup."

Li Rou was stunned and smiled at the photographer, "where should I stand?"

"Go and sit down on the gauze sofa over there." the photographer licked his tongue and rolled his throat. "What a girl who can arouse people's desire."

Li Rou frowned slightly. Obviously, she was not used to the photographer's explicit words. As soon as she went to the sofa and sat down, the photographer Yin smiled. "Let go of your hand and pretend to be a martyr Zhenjie."

Li Rou hesitated. The fullness of her chest almost broke the narrow thin shirt. Which of the more than a dozen staff at the scene didn't look at her like a wolf. It seemed that as long as she released her hand, these people would rush up.

Li Rou's hand trembled slightly. She knew she was gambling, but the result of losing everything would be very terrible.

But she had no other way. She was in the tiger's den and people were in the tiger's mouth. She could only wait to be torn up and swallowed into her stomach.

Only Wenqiao can save her, but Wenqiao hasn't spoken yet.

It seems... She lost.

Li Rou reluctantly releases her hand. The men in the whole room take a breath. They have seen beautiful actresses and many beauties undressing in front of the camera, but there are few like Li rou.

She has a special charm. She is mature between girls and young women. Her face is as delicate as a girl, but her body is as beautiful as a young woman. In addition, her body ravaged by men will make people think.

An Yue really couldn't help it. She watched Li Rou sitting on the sofa and being photographed by the photographer from various angles like a puppet.

She subconsciously looked at Wenqiao and saw his deep eyes. She couldn't see much emotion. She supported her one hand on her forehead and didn't know what she was thinking.

Anyue wanted to come forward and argue with Wenqiao again. She really felt that Sister Li Rou could not fall into such a miserable situation. Just about to come forward, she heard the photographer swallowing saliva and saying excitedly, "Oh beauty, don't be so restrained and stretch your leg quickly. That leg is really beautiful..."

Anyue was angry to death, but suddenly stopped, because she finally saw anger in Wenqiao's eyes.

Anyue, who wanted to rush over, suddenly stopped. She decided to bear it again. If she couldn't bear it, she would make a big plan. Since Wenqiao was already in a mood, she had to wait.

Li Rou stretched out her legs. After taking a few photos, the photographer looked at her camera carefully and said, "beauty, stand up and go to the windowsill."

Behind the sofa was a windowsill covered with white gauze. After Li Rou looked back, with the help of the staff, she sat on the windowsill. Two long white jade legs were even more amazing.

The photographer smiled and said, "come on, lift your yarn up to your chest."

Li Rou's face finally changed. She endured the photographer's verbal flirtation for so long. Unexpectedly, he asked her to do this kind of flirting action. Although there is only a layer of gauze, there are two bottom lines whether there is or not.

Li rouqiang endured his anger and answered coldly, "I'm sorry, I can't do this."

The photographer laughed, and the smile was particularly rampant, as if the woman in front of him was a particularly ridiculous role. "What's the joke? It's just a layer of yarn. I can basically imagine what you look like inside. Why hide it?"

Li Rou blushed and suddenly felt very embarrassed. She didn't want to do such a thing, but so many people in the audience looked at her, even waiting for her to lift her clothes. The men's wolf like eyes seemed to have penetrated her veil long ago. Li Rou's hand shrank and raised her eyes for the first time to look at Wenqiao.

"What's the use of looking at the boss? Don't you know you're the rest of the boss's game? Hahaha, boss, can you give us this old beautiful girl after it's over? So many younger brothers at the scene especially want a share..."

The bodyguard in black next to Wenqiao suddenly came forward and beat the photographer to the ground. The uncle cried out, fell to the ground unprepared, and was trampled on his chest by the bodyguard in black.

Everyone at the scene was stunned, including Li rou.

Li Rou sat on the windowsill and subconsciously retracted her feet to avoid being touched by the photographer. She frowned and looked at Wenqiao. He stood up slowly holding the armrest of the sofa and walked step by step to the photographer lying on the ground.

After looking around, Wenqiao said quietly, "you all go out first."

The staff still scattered in the room, lighting, holding reflector, throwing yarn and holding curtain, all left the place one after another, leaving only the photographers who were still lying in the middle and didn't react at all.

Anyue didn't move. Of course she knew she couldn't go either, but Wenqiao finally reacted, which relieved her. Li Rou was right after all, and Wenqiao couldn't give up her.

Wenqiao waved and asked his bodyguard to step back. He walked slowly to the photographer. His eyes converged and said in a threatening voice, "you are not qualified to touch the woman I have touched, even one hand. Ji Rong."

Wenqiao's faint cry received a response from the bodyguard next to him, "yes, boss."

"Boss Wen, this is my professional habit. I'm sorry for my mouth. I really didn't mean to say that. Your woman, how can I touch it? Look, I'll hold my mouth now. Let me go."

An Yue looked at the photographer's ugly behavior of kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. After a Pooh, she took off her coat and put it on Li Rou's body and took her down.

Li Rou nearly fell down after jumping off the windowsill. She grabbed Anyue's clothes and lay down on her shoulder. Suddenly her body began to tremble slightly, and tears rolled down Anyue's shoulder.