Duan Zhaoan chuckled and said calmly: "This is also called perfection? Do you think a few abdominal muscles on your body means you are perfect? You also need to see if the muscles are well-proportioned."
"Here, you can tell at a glance that he doesn't keep exercising. His muscles are obviously flabby. His legs are long but his waist is short. His chin is pointed and he is not masculine enough."
In short, this European and American model was commented by Duan Zhaoan... she is like crumbs and has nothing to admire at all.
"Don't doubt my opinion. As a man, I know better than you what a perfect golden ratio figure is." The elegant man smiled lightly, his eyebrows were noble, elegant and noble.
When Gu Chen heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.
She didn't know if his sharp comments had an effect, but looking at it... she also felt that the models in it seemed to have average figures.
As soon as the book was closed, Gu Chen, who was not excited at all, twisted his neck and said with a pity on his face: "I finally found some spiritual food, but you have made me lose my appetite at all."
Duan Zhaoan's eyes moved slightly and said calmly: "It's best to throw away a book that can affect your aesthetics as soon as possible."
"Since you said this is not good, which one is not good, do you mean to say... you are the best?" Gu Chen jumped up from his arms with a muffled smile, bent over, and looked at him with a smile.
, rudely breaking his composure, "Mr. Duan, do you know how childish you looked just now?"
Mr. Duan, who was judged to be naive, raised his eyebrows in disbelief and looked at her casually, "Do I need to prove it on a model?"
That tone is: I am the best, there is no need to prove it, and there is no need to prove it from another man.
Gu Chen blinked his eyes, reached out and gently pulled the strap of his bathrobe, his smile was meaningful: "It's up to others to decide whether it's good or not... Come on, let me see how good my young master Duan's figure is.
, is it so good that it puts models to shame?”
The belt was pulled but not pulled away... Duan Zhaoan, who had a deep gaze, smiled and stared at her, and said calmly: "Little kitten, I'm not wearing anything underneath, are you sure you want to see it?"
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Gu Chen was silent. After thinking about it, he still felt that it was not appropriate to have sex at this time. Both of them had injuries on their mouths. Foreplay of intimate contact cannot be separated from the mouth... without kissing, the quality would be greatly affected.
The flight from Shencheng to Beijing was around three o'clock in the afternoon. Gu Chen woke up after a long sleep and saw that it was exactly twelve o'clock at noon, so he called Xuanzhou.
Liu Guixiu was cooking, while Gu Dahuai was threading the meat skewers.
As soon as the phone rang, Gu Dahuai hurriedly tried to answer the phone with his bloody hands. Furthermore, the people who called here were usually people from Liu Guixiu's mother's family. Gu Dahuai quickly shouted at her to come out and answer the phone.
Liu Guixiu just said hello, and a cold and faint voice came from the phone. The implicit majesty made Liu Guixiu feel nervous, and then she became very happy and said loudly to Gu Dahuai: "Dahuai, come and answer the phone.
!It’s our daughter calling.”
But Gu Dahuai was so happy that he knocked over his stool and ran over to answer the phone without even washing his hands.
The honest voice came, which made the coldness on Gu Chen's face soften a lot. When she heard Gu Dahuai's caring greetings, Shuli's face became gentle, like the soft morning sun, which was warm inside and outside.
meaning.
"Your Aunt Gui and I are fine. Don't worry. Take care of yourself when you are out there. Make a call when you have time. Your Aunt Gui and I won't blame you if we don't have time. We know you are keeping us in mind.
