Chapter 127

The man noticed Yan Tao's eyes. His sharp eyes lifted up. At the moment of looking at each other, the man's dark cold eyes surged up, and Shuer turned calm and turned his eyes coldly.

Yantao put his hand to his lips and whistled.

The whistle is clear. If the wind blows the water, it can make people hear the charming flirtation.

The man's dark sword eyebrow suddenly caught a third of the frost cold. His cold face was still expressionless, but the surrounding temperature instantly fell by ten degrees.

It's as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

The people sitting next to him obviously shrunk, but they dared to be angry because of the man's arrogance.

Yan Shao tut sighed: you look so overbearing with makeup.

My eyes are good.

"Pa!"

"Pa Pa!"

Suddenly, all the headlights on the top of the boxing ring were turned on, and the strong light lit the whole field as bright as day.

The hostess in a low cut dress stood enchanting in the middle of the ring, "ladies and gentlemen, tonight - let's start crazy. This is your night! Please enjoy it!"

"Now, let's invite the first boxer to enter - SEG!"

SEG was a strong black man, nearly two meters tall, with greasy muscles. When he stood on the stage, he stood like a tower.

The boxers who came out next had their own characteristics.

Huang Jingyi watched, her heart more flustered.

"Yan Tao, why don't you quit the game?"

It's too dangerous!

With a young physique, I'm afraid I'll be disabled if I'm hit by these people!

"So don't believe me?"

"No, No."

"Then go and help me find a mask."

Huang Jingyi gave a cry, and suddenly she looked embarrassed. "I'm afraid I can't find a mask here..."

She hesitated and tentatively said, "do you mind if I paint your makeup?"

"Then please."

Yan Tao's good-looking eyebrows raised. Huang Jingyi was surprised by her answer. She quickly went back and turned out her makeup box, glowing with excitement.

Yan Tao's facial features tend to be cold and gorgeous, and the peach blossom eyes are endless cold.

However, this fierce and gorgeous beauty, mixed with the mysterious oriental ancient rhyme of the youth, shows its own aura.

Huang Jingyi put all kinds of brushes together and measured Yan Tao's face for 20 minutes. Finally, she took out a mirror and looked at Yan Tao, "what do you think?"

She deepened Yantao's eyebrows and eyes, making the teenager's facial features more inclined to the three-dimensional of Europe and America, and the tail of her eyes elongated and dyed black.

Black is used more, but it doesn't look dirty.

The dark makeup of Europe and America perfectly highlights the powerful temperament of young people.

Without a mask, he changed Yantao into a person.

"Good workmanship."

Huang Jingyi, who was praised, immediately showed a happy smile and was about to speak. Suddenly there was a loud noise at the door, like the sound of kicking the door.

With great strength, the whole door vibrated, accompanied by unclear English curses, "... Fuck!"

After scolding a few words in English, it turned into less fluent Chinese, "get out of here, grandson! You've occupied my place!"

Pansy raised his legs and kicked again. The door quietly opened. He stumbled and fell to the ground. When his head was blank, a cold and indifferent voice sounded over his head, "tell your grandpa something?"

"Don't give such a big gift. Just kneel down and grandpa will accept it."

The cold voice and leisurely tone made Yantao's teeth itch.