Chapter 258 (1/2)

”Call ye Mo quickly! This is our big boss of Meise and the prince of the entertainment kingdom of the whole s city!” The foreman hurriedly reminded Liang wanwan and pushed her who was still in a trance.

”Mo... Master mo.” Liang gave a obedient cry.

”Go wash your face and talk to me again.”

Mo Chen ordered him to roll in Rouge powder every day, but it doesn't mean he likes that. On the contrary, he still resists women's heavy makeup.

In particular, Liang curved also put on a smoky makeup.

Liang wanwan doesn't like make-up either, but when she comes to charm color, smoking make-up can better cover her original face.

She subconsciously raised the man to be very proud.

Just for the rich income of Meise, Liang wanwan can only swallow his anger and wash his face. Face the ink dust directly.

No matter how natural beauty, plain face will be far inferior to the face after makeup. In particular, Mochen, a man who rolls in the flowers all day, has seen beautiful women who can circle the s city for a few times.

Liang wanwan's less outstanding beauty can't join his ink dust eyes. At most, it's just beautiful.

”Come with me.” The ink dust opened faintly.

This plain woman. Ink dust despises it. But Li yanye opened his mouth and had to take care of it.

Liang curved bend was stunned by his words, and then hesitated and said: ”hold, I'm sorry, master mo. I came here... Just dancing, not selling myself...”

When a girl comes to a place like charm, she should be vigilant.

Mo Chen sneered, ”hehe, Liang wanwan, don't you think I want to sleep with you?”

”Come on, there are so many charming women. 99% of them are more beautiful than you. Are you worried about me sleeping with you? They don't know how eager they are to climb into my bed!”

After hearing this, Liang wanwan really felt that his words were reasonable and more shameless, but how could this man be so proud?

”Go or not?” Ink dust's fine brushwork like demon face sank and seemed a little impatient.

Liang, who was already low in self-esteem, bent his teeth and shook his head. She knew what shaking her head meant, and her days of making money by dancing in charm were over.

”Cut, it's a waste of Childe's time, not to mention, but also a waste of Childe's expression!” Mo Chen suddenly stood up and said with thin anger, ”go back and tell the guy in Li yanye that it's his business for him to hide Jiao. I won't wipe P shares for him and take care of women!”

Tibetan Jiao? Care? Are you sure you mean Li yanye?