My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1780 Fright on the Show (2)

Looking at the texture of the almost transparent underwear, Zhang Xiaowei got even more headache, "Can I quit temporarily?"

Fang Wenshan flew a glance at the knife and went over, "What do you say? You agreed without asking anything. If you dare to cheat sister, sister will break your relationship with you!"

Then he looked in front of Zhang Xiaowei trivially, poked with a slender finger, "It should be used to make money if it is so good-looking, it is very flexible and well maintained."

Zhang Xiaowei flashed and glared at her. It was already for this reason. Zhang Xiaowei couldn't say anything, so he could only bite the bullet.

"Girls, after they have changed their clothes, they will line up for me to have a look." The designer came in and clapped his hands.

Then the tall girls in only underwear lined up, waiting for the designer's review.

"You, the second on the right, come out!"

"Xiao Wei, what do you call you?" Fang Wenshan touched her arm.

Zhang Xiaowei bit his head to stand out.

The designer pointed to her underneath, "Shave the hair underneath cleanly, wait for the first time, and you will also show off the soul of the fire."

The first sentence drew snickers from the girls, but the last sentence was dissatisfied.

Zhang Xiaowei was extremely embarrassed.

"KC, why is she the finale? Didn't you say that she will be on May's sister? A newcomer like her might mess up, right?"

"Who has the final say here? Do as I said, and it's not your turn to question, what are you still doing? It will start with ten minutes, OUT!" The following KC said while looking at Zhang Xiaowei.

Zhang Xiaowei took a deep breath and walked to the temporary changing room.

She looked at the face with heavy makeup in the mirror, and she felt sad when she was wearing clothes.

It doesn't take much time to handle the knife and drop it by hand.

"Well, almost, Mary, help her put a drop of blood on the corner of her eye, hurry! One minute countdown..."

"10, 9, 8, 7... come out!"

It is not the first time Zhang Xiaowei has walked a show, but it is the first time he is so nervous, because there is too little fabric on his body, and a little carelessness is not just a problem of running out.

Ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes set off her slender figure more gracefully, and the men under the runway are all stunning.

"Lian, the first time is so punctual, it seems that the quality of the model is good this time."

A man wearing glasses next to Xu Molian held up the frame and said in approval.

However, when he didn't notice, when Zhang Xiaowei played, his eyes were already dangerously narrowed.

Even this kind of show dare to come and go, how short of money is this woman?

That one million will be spent?

"This is not bad. I decided first. Is it from KC or invited it from outside? At least it is a D cup? Look at the waist, there is no one foot five, right? That leg should be at least 43 inches around my waist. When I went up, tsk tsk..."

All the attention of the man with glasses was on the stage, he didn't notice the change in Xu Molian's mood at all, and he kept talking.

"Enough, this woman I have leftovers, are you sure you want it?" Xu Molian said abruptly.

The man with glasses tilted his head, looking at his friend's nearly fire-breathing eyes, and was silent.

He used to get tired of playing with Xu Molian's woman, so he just gave it to his brother. What do you mean now?

Emotional? Really play?

"Since it is your woman..."

The sight of the man in glasses was too hot, and Xu Molian felt that she was allergic.

(End of this chapter)