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Hearing the waitress's words, Tang Tian Bao was a bit doubtful. ”What? Red lip print? How is that possible? ”

The waitress laughed, and her expression froze.

”Are you kidding?” Tang Tianbao asked.

The waiter stared at Tang Tianbao as his heart secretly hurt. He thought to himself that he had finally seen a handsome guy with great difficulty, but he never thought that he would actually be so perverted. Wolves, at least, were not good people. Just from the red lips on his neck, it was clear what had happened.

As he watched the waiter hurriedly leave, Tang Tianbao angrily said in his heart, ”This person is really interesting. He's crazy!”

Tang Tianbao pushed open the door and the words that the waitress had warned him immediately appeared in his mind — — ”Red Lip Seal?” On the neck? ” Tang Tianbao subconsciously rubbed his hands a few times, but he still felt a bit worried. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it as if it was a mirror. He could faintly see the imprint of a red lip.

Tang Tianbao's heart thumped. There really was one!

If he had not wiped off the mark, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

At the meeting, a man in his forties was talking about the history of Chinese clothing, occasionally hearing the names of several world-famous clothing designers — Sanjia, Donna Cullen, Gabrielle. Chanel and so on.

The first person to notice Tang Tianbao's arrival was the Golden Pingzhi Flower. She was no longer in the mood to listen to what seemed like an uninteresting costume colloquium. She kept turning her head back to see if Tang Tianbao had arrived. Her heart was burning with anxiety as if she was in a hurry. As long as there was any movement at the door, she would definitely turn back once. After looking for a long time and discovering that it wasn't Tang Tianbao, she turned her head in disappointment and pretended to listen attentively. In the backseat of the Golden Pycnosis Flower was a man in his thirties. He was fat and his face was red as if he was about to fall. The man had short hair that was more than two inches long. His skin was dark, and he looked like an immigrant that had just escaped from Africa. There was a thick gold necklace around his neck, and some of the gold paint had already been soaked through with sweat and stuck to his dark neck.

Again and again, the goldenrod turned back, letting the ”African friend” in the back row imagine: What did she look back at? Could it be that he was using this chance to sneak a peek at him? She must have found the ”gold necklace” around her neck; she must have thought she was rich.

”Friends of Africa” misunderstood the meaning, thought the fat pig archway, the heart of the flower.

He tried to move the chair under his hip a little more, making a screeching sound. He tried his best to stretch out his short and thick legs and push forward. However, he still couldn't stare at the chair made of Golden Pingyuan's flowers. Underground work was so difficult that he had to switch to ”ground.” He borrowed the opportunity of the Golden Pingfan Flower to turn back and tried his best to lean forward. When he was in close proximity to the face of the Golden Pingfan Flower, he could even feel the heavy fragrance of a woman's milk on the body of the Golden Pingfan Flower. The last time he breathed, he felt so refreshed and excited. Soul!

His mind was filled with Tang Tianbao. Had Tang Tianbao already called her? Why isn't he here yet? Is he coming or not?

The Golden Python Flower was anxious, while the ”African friend” behind her was even more anxious. What was she trying to do? Was he hinting at something? At night? Open. Room? He was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks while his feet continuously trembled below him.

”African friends” finally could not hold it in anymore. He felt that it was better for men to take the initiative in such matters. After all, the woman had already hinted at him, and he could clearly see her anxiety through her face.

”Madam …” His African friend wanted to pat his shoulder lightly, but he did not expect the flower to turn back.

”Friends of Africa” directly photographed the chest of the Jinping Flower. Top...

Ahh!!” The entire venue suddenly quieted down. The teacher on the podium stopped talking as well, observing what was happening with a puzzled expression. ”Everyone's eyes fell on the Golden Python Flower, and this was where the sound came from.

”Don't look at me! Don't look at me! It's all right. ”I'm fine …” The Gold Python Flower did not want others to pay attention to him. This was mostly because he did not listen to them and felt somewhat guilty. The friend in the back row probably didn't do it on purpose, so let's just let this matter pass, thought the Golden Python Flower.

”African friends” brought disgrace to themselves, making their faces red and neck thick.

Although the Golden Python Flower was already 'low-key', its shriek still attracted Yu Meng's attention. Amongst the crowd, she was able to see the thick makeup of the Golden Python Flower with a single glance.