Then, he took off the coat of the woman who looked like a matchmaker and put it on herself.

Fortunately, they are about the same size.

After glancing at the woman's face, which was smeared like a monkey's butt, Yang Ruoqing opened the dowry box in the woman's hand.

In addition to posts about generating horoscopes, there are also some rouge and gouache.

She quickly wiped it on her face.

Use the charcoal pencil for drawing eyebrows and draw a beard on Luo Fengtang's handsome face according to the bearer's facial features.

"Haha, you look so majestic with your beard, I'm afraid..."

she joked.

But his head is full of black lines.

He glanced at the chest of the woman lying on the ground, and then at her chest.

"Would you like to play the full set?" he asked.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she understood what his meaningless words meant.

"Hey, it's simple, look at me!"

She turned around, lowered her head, and stuffed something unknown into her chest.

When she quickly turned around again, her chest was obviously bulging.

"How's it going? Does it look like it now?"

She winked at him and deliberately pushed up the pair of things on her chest.

The corner of Luo Fengtang's mouth twitched violently.
Chapter completed!