"puff--"

Laiying got the black material that was enough to make fun of Lu Yinbing for twenty years.

Come to the movie - [Thank you, Xiaolou, in order to repay you, you will pass the resources to me, I will help you copy and put them on the hard drive, so as not to be confiscated.]

Lou Xiaolou—[I won’t say anything, real guy, loyal [thumb]]

Come to the movie - [Why is your wife so strict with you.]

Lou Xiaolou——【Well, I have a long story, I let her take care of mine.】

Laiying was caught off guard and had another golden dog food.

Come to the movie - [Okay, I'm going to work hard. If you go back to Beijing another day, everyone will get together and form a party.]

Lou Xiaolou—[By the way, I will introduce your friend to me? It looks very interesting.]

Come to the movie—[This... I'll ask her.]

Building small building—【ok】

Lu Yinbing, who didn't know that Laiying had obtained his super black material, turned around and sent a WeChat message to Xia Yitong, but did not call or send a voice because he didn't know that the other party was inconvenient now.

Lu Yinbing——【I’m at the hotel.】

Then he changed his phone to a bell, changed the haute couture dress in the box, called, and the makeup artist knocked on the door and started to put on her makeup for the party tonight. Xia Yitong never returned, probably because she was busy, and Lu Yinbing was not in a hurry, so she closed her eyes and rested.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

The door was actually knocked.

Lu Yinbing didn't lift his eyelids, Xiaoxi tiptoed over, opened the door a crack, and then said in surprise, "You are, you are... Liang..."

She swallowed, feeling like she was dreaming.

The person who came was tall and taller than her, had a black T-shirt with black cropped pants, fashionable white shoes, a fashionable and handsome black hat, with healthy wheat skin, deep facial features and neat edges.

She stood still and stretched out a narrow, slender hand towards Xiaoxi, with a warm voice: "Hello, I am Liang Shuyao."

Xiaoxi was so happy that she fainted: "You, you, okay, is there anything wrong?"

Liang Shuyao has been around the four major fashion weeks in recent years, and has remained high in international and major magazines. Those who have heard her name online have watched her catwalk videos, and those who don’t online have seen her face on the cover of the magazine. Big brand endorsements are coming one after another, Weibo fans continue to rise, and their popularity is even higher than some second-tier young and handsome guys. The fraternal Xiaoxi happens to be one of her fans. At first sight, she sighed: No wonder people say that Victoria’s Secret angels eat pigs, but their thighs are still not as thick as yours.

When Lu Yinbing heard the conversation at the door, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked over, just like seeing a ghost.

Liang Shuyao stepped out her long legs, walked in over Xiaoxi, and smiled at Lu Yinbing: "Long time no see, cousin."

Prefaced cousin? Xiaoxi immediately turned her eyes nervously to Lu Yinbing.

Teacher Lu and supermodel Liang Shuyao are actually cousins?! Why hasn’t the media ever reported such big news?! Teacher Lu really hid too deeply.

Lu Yinbing: "Why are you here?"

Without a chair, Liang Shuyao simply sat on the bed, supported her hands back on the bed, crossed her long legs, threw her handbag aside at random, and turned around her sore neck: "Didn't I say I'm coming to visit your class?"

"If I read it right, it doesn't seem like it's on set."

"Yes, I heard that you are coming to this cocktail party, so I came here to find you and have some wine to drink."

"You're just wearing this?"

"Is there anything wrong? I flew over from the show, and I didn't have so much time to pick up dresses, it's almost the same." Liang Shuyao said, "You put on makeup first, call me when you go down, and I'll sleep for a while."

She seemed very tired and looked bad. She lie down on her back after kicking her shoes and closed her eyes.

Xiaoxi, who had just taken out the notebook from his bag and was about to secretly rub the signature, silently took back the notebook.

Lu Yinbing glanced at her, waved to Xiaoxi, and whispered: "Cover her with a quilt."

Xiaoxi, who was about to meet her idol face to face again, was so nervous that she rubbed her hands straight, pulled a thin blanket from the head of the bed, spread it, and covered her flat abdomen. Xiaoxi carefully observed it from close range and found that Liang Shuyao was already asleep.

I'm sleeping too fast.

The blanket was covered with plaster on the back of the feet, the heels of the feet were covered with grinding blood blisters, and blood was still oozing on the little toes. In the past, media reported that Liang Shuyao had to go on six or seven shows a day, and kept putting on makeup and removing makeup. She walked for several weeks in a row. After the fashion week ended, she was dull and couldn't even say anything.

Others only see the supermodels glamorous on the runway, but they can’t see the harsh suffering they suffer in private.

Xiaoxi found a tissue and gently wiped the blood from Liang Shuyao's toes.

After Lu Yinbing put on makeup, the makeup artist took out with his stuff. Liang Shuyao was still not awake. Lu Yinbing looked in the mirror and handed her phone to Xiaoxi, whispering: "Take a photo for me."

Xiaoxi chose an angle and took a snap.

Lu Yinbing in the camera was wearing a long burgundy dress with long hair combed backwards, and made a styling to reveal her smooth forehead. Her whole body became bright and charming. Her originally terrifying figure has returned a little in recent conditioning. Although it has not fully recovered, it is basically the front, bulge, and the back, and there are all the things you want. Her neck is slender and her every move is mature and elegant.

Xiaoxi thought she was so beautiful that she handed it to Lu Yinbing with a smile. Lu Yinbing shook her head and gave it to her, adjusting her expression in front of the mirror for a long time.

Click—

Shake your head.

Click—

Shake your head.

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Shake your head and shake your head.

No, no, no, no.

Xiaoxi will suffer from Lu Yinbing's head phobia in addition to tendonitis.

Liang Shuyao woke up and touched her head that was still on her neck, sleepy: "What are you doing?"

"Take a photo." Lu Yinbing didn't look back, and her voice sounded a little anxious. Seeing that the time was coming, she had not taken a picture and sent it to Xia Yitong with satisfaction, saying that 100 points would be 100 points, and 99 would not do it.

Liang Shuyao held herself up and stepped on her feet into her shoes and gently twitched the corner of her mouth because of the pain. It was very short, "Why don't you call me such a thing? I'll take a photo for you."

Lu Yinbing: "Okay, then you come."

Liang Shuyao stood in front of her, holding her hand to make her look. This look was a bit concave, so long that Lu Yinbing was not too patient: "Can you hurry up? The cocktail party is about to begin."

Liang Shuyao seemed to be waiting for her words, and immediately let go of her as soon as she heard it and said, "Okay."

She took a photo of Lu Yinbing himself, and Lu Yinbing was satisfied. In the photo, she was simply glorious, one hundred percent.

Liang Shuyao smiled: "What are you doing when you suddenly take a photo? Do you want to post on Weibo? Send me a copy on WeChat, too."

"What do you want to do? Try a villain at my photo tonight." Lu Yinbing murmured in a low voice, sending Liang Shuyao a copy in the picture, and then pressing the picture from WeChat and forwarding it directly to Xia Yitong.

Liang Shuyao frowned, feeling that things were not simple: "Who is this person?" Lu Yinbing's hand speed was too fast, and she couldn't see the name clearly.

"I... partner."

"Why do you want to take a picture to her?"

Lu Yinbing opened her mouth and said nonsense: "She looked at my dress today and thought it looked very good. She asked me to take a photo of her after wearing it."

Liang Shuyao said suspiciously: "Then you have been here at least ten times?"

"I am such a perfectionist. Do you have any opinions? I have any opinions." Lu Yinbing said, "I'm going to the lobby downstairs. You are lying on the bed. I'll call you after all."

Liang Shuyao: "I'll go too."

Lu Yinbing jumped up and tried to hit her in the head, but she didn't succeed. She swung her a feint and hit her on the shoulder: "Come on, you, can you still walk on the foot? Don't show off, I'm going to be angry."

Lu Yinbing's tone was awkward and caring. Liang Shuyao curled the corners of her lips, which was very helpful and smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for you in bed."

Xiaoxi: "!!!"

Why do these words sound so ambiguous! Are all cousins ​​like this nowadays?

"What are you saying? Are you sick?" Lu Yinbing couldn't stand her tone and symbolically shook the invisible goose bumps on her body, "Let's go, sleep, wait for me, bow."

Liang Shuyao watched her back behind her, shrugged her shoulders, and her smile kept hiking into her eyes.

Well, her cousin is still so straight.

Close the door, the room was quiet. Liang Shuyao closed her eyes and lay on the bed. Her sleepiness came again and fell into a deep sleep. She flew to three countries in three days, busy and finally squeezed out two days of vacancies. In a few days, it will be September 9th, and New York Spring and Summer Fashion Week will open. Then there will be London, Paris, and Milan. If you don’t come today, you won’t be able to free up for the next few months.

One day I won’t be a model, so I went to work as an assistant for Lu Yinbing and worked as a part-time bodyguard. She was tall and could scare many people. It seemed that Lu Yinbing didn’t need a bodyguard... As she thought about it, Liang Shuyao showed a light and peaceful smile in her sleep.

Xiaoxi, who was accompanying Lu Yinbing downstairs, sneezed without warning.

Xiaoxi: "It must be Fang Hui misses me."

Lu Yinbing smiled: "You will see her when you go back tonight."

Xiaoxi muttered: "I don't want to see me."

Lu Yinbing didn't hear it clearly, so he stopped asking. He took out his cell phone from his handbag and read WeChat. Sure enough, he replied, opened it with anticipation, and turned his face black.

Xia Yitong--【Good】

Lu Yinbing: "..."

I spent half an hour taking photos, and I only had two words to evaluate them. I had to comment on where they are good and where they liked, right? Are the idols that were said to be fake?

Forget it, don’t be angry. After all, he is a straight woman with a strong heart. You have to be generous and considerate.

Three days ago, Lu Yinbing, who was also a straight woman with steel pipes, took a deep breath and comforted herself.
Chapter completed!