Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

A week later, these things are still hot on the Internet, and there is no reduction in the heat.

Everyone's most unified thing every day is to wait for Lu Sangyu's new deeds to be revealed. The moment we open the net, it's like opening a blind box.

Then the happiest thing is to scold Lu Sangyu.

The media are conscientious, digging and shaving all kinds of roots. There are new situations every day, and everyone is very busy.

Lu tingwan and Lu Yanxiu, who are also the protagonists, left early and never took these things as one thing.

That day, Lu Yanxiu was rushed to the manor of Jiang prison by Lu tingwan.

In Lu tingwan's room, Lu Yanxiu sat on the sofa with his mobile phone. He wanted to talk and stop.

Finally, Lu Yanxiu couldn't help asking her, "you said you had something to do with me. Let me come quickly. That's it?"

The tone is full of helplessness.

"Um ~" Lu listened to the sound of joy in the evening and was in a good mood.

She didn't even look at Lu Yanxiu. She took a small mirror and looked at the mirror with her mouth. She was seriously painting lipstick for herself.

Lu Yanxiu looked at her speechless.

After painting the lipstick, Lu tingwan looked at it in the mirror again, then put down the lipstick and the mirror, turned to hold Lu Yanxiu's face, and said, "come here."

She hugged Lu Yanxiu's face, put her mouth to Lu Yanxiu's forehead and said, "m... UA ~"

Lu Yanxiu had another lip print on his clean forehead.

Why is "you", because there is more than one, not two or three, but all on one face. There are few open spaces on the whole face, even on the neck.

He has all kinds of mouth red numbers on his face.

Lu listened to the evening and let him go. Then he compared the other red numbers and said, "this color doesn't look good."

Then she picked up a wet paper towel and wiped the lipstick on her mouth. Then she picked up a new lipstick and continued to try.

Lipstick was everywhere on the table and on the sofa under her ass, and even a few fell off the ground.

This is what Lu tingwan did yesterday. He rummaged through the boxes and cabinets. It was given by the brand when he received the endorsement advertisement before.

Lu tingwan opened a lipstick, saw the color number, threw it aside and took another one.

Seeing this, Lu Yanxiu picked up the lipstick and asked her, "why not?"

Lu tingwan took a look at the lipstick in his hand and directly wrinkled his small nose. The color of disgust was obvious.

Lu Yanxiu was even more puzzled: "isn't this color good? Little girl, this color is good."

With so many mouthfuls of red, he thinks this color is a little pleasing to the eye. Why does she dislike it so much?

Now the little girl's preferences are so different.

Didn't people in the last decade prefer the bright red? Do you think the bright red is festive? How big is this little thing? I like big red anyway.

"Do you know what this color is called?" Lu listened to the evening without looking at him. He picked up lipstick and said.

Lu Yanxiu: "what?"

Lu tingwan: "death Barbie powder."

Lu Yanxiu smelled the speech, looked at the pink lipstick in his hand, and then said sadly, "the name is unlucky."

"..." Lu tingwan looked at the lipstick he threw back on the table, thought about it, and chose not to explain.

"How much more?" Lu Yanxiu asked her.

"There are more than a dozen. Why, are you busy?"

"Ask, I'm afraid there's not enough space on my face," Lu Yanxiu said.

"If it's not enough, take off your clothes. You're so big, you're afraid there's not enough space." Lu listens to the night.

Lu Yanxiu: "