Chapter 728 (1/2)

Ji Nuan looks at a pair of students dressed up in the mirror. Although she is also very beautiful, Ms. Wan Zhu has a loud praise beside her. However, Ji Nuan still dislikes her being too thin.

She touched her waist and made a plan in her mind. From tonight, she will have at least two dinners, one plate of vegetables and one plate of meat.

As she thought about it, she turned and walked out of the dressing room, trying to get the make-up artist over.

Not far behind the dressing room is a small balcony. Occasionally, there are staff smoking there. Ji Nuan knows that the dressing room with dark depth of field is not far away. He looks in that direction subconsciously.

As a result, she saw a piece of warm sunshine on the small balcony. There was a tall and straight back standing against the direction of light, which made her feel strange and familiar.

He wore a long dark windbreaker coat with heavy texture on his shoulders, a circle of identity like fur around the collar, which sparkled the unique luster of animal hair in the sun. On his black hair, he falsely buttoned a wide brim hat of the same color. At the neck, there was a long light colored scarf that hung all the way to the lower side of his waist. He swung back and forth with his movements.

She saw him turn slightly over. The three piece suit of dark gray took out a proper charming curve of his waist. The elegant copper metal buckle became a low-key ornament. Under the love of light, the retro patterns on it were clear.

He tightened his black leather gloves, his hands were decorated but could also use the wind lighter to make a crisp sound, and then he slightly lowered his head and lit a white cigarette.

It is rare to smoke in the depth of Mojing in the warm season.

I only remember the times when she just came back from London and saw him in Haicheng. At that time, he seemed to smoke a lot, but later he gradually lost it.

She also heard from Shen Mu that Mo Jingshen didn't like smoking very much, even if he smoked only occasionally.

But in the three years when she was away, he was really addicted to cigarettes.

The lighter was obviously just a prop for taking photos. The staff saw him dressed like this, and they always thought that they should hand over a cigarette to the big guy. So the big guy picked it up so easily, and then because he was waiting for her to change clothes, he just lit it.

At the moment, the depth of ink in her eyes.

His side face with a cigarette in its mouth.

A slight rolling Adam's apple as he bowed his head.

The wrist between the cuffs of his white shirt and the black gloves that is not covered by any fabric.

The collar of his tightly buttoned shirt, and he gently pulled the finger of his tie loose.

It seemed to be the hormone of walking in an instant. She fired several shots in her heart - killed on the spot.

Ji Nuan's eyes fell into the trance. She accidentally ran into the cleaning tools by the door of the dressing room and landed with a crash, breaking her imagination of trying to knock down the big guy.

It seems that Mo's depth of field also heard the sound here. He snuffed out most of the remaining cigarettes and squinted towards her.

When he turned around, the windbreaker and scarf all turned out a proper arc, and the lines with tension were thrown into her heart. She only saw his eyes under the brim of his hat and black hair, which were very deep, and uninhibited because of this rare dress.

The ink boss in front of her seems to have become the ink depth of the business tycoons of the Republic of China at this moment, and the ink depth of her mind seems to be staggered in some time and space.

Easily took away her soul and soul.