Decadent Beauty, Achieving Fame By Seeking Comfort

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The dressing room door of this studio is not good, as several makeup artists and assistants who often come here know about it.

The door lock is old and badly rusted.

Once the door is closed tightly, the latch is likely to get stuck in the lock crack.

When they usually use this room, the door will leave a small crack and not close tightly.

When Bao Ruanruan came today, Zhao Ming really didn't think about locking her in and affecting her filming.

But she is so unlucky!

As soon as she entered the door, she closed the door with a click.

Zhao Ming didn't even have time to remind him.

Of course, he won't remind you.

As soon as she entered the door, she sang to him and slashed her head with a machete... His adrenaline exploded!

Zhao Ming felt that this was also bad luck in her life.

There is nothing he can do now.

A man like him, even if he has strong hands, would not dare to break the door lock casually.

Otherwise, if the lock is broken in the door, it will really not open, and someone will have to come and dismantle the door.

Zhao Ming stood in the corner, holding his hands in front of him.

He now had to watch her fear and worry.

Sorry.

Cry.

But he just smiled.

I saw the bag moving softly.

She was wearing a dark green coat, with white-edged sleeves hanging down, resting on the thin waist of her white T-shirt tucked into dark green sweatpants.

When the wind blows, the coat puffs up.

Empty, floating.

What's more, her waist is not even tight, and her whole body is as slender as a willow.

Very nice.

Zhao Ming also had to admit it.

But when he saw it halfway, he was stunned for a moment.

wind?

Blowing up your clothes?

Where does the wind come from?

There is no fan at all in the dressing room.

But there was only a creak -

Bao Ruoruan opened the door.

"???"

Her slender hand left the supposedly stuck door lock.

By the way...she pulled out from the crack of the door a black flat hairpin that she had straightened at some point and should have been on her hair!

After the door was fully opened, she used the tip of the hairpin to poke the lock core several times.

The delicate willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Well, it's indeed broken."

Zhao Ming: "!"

Bao Ruanruan sighed.

"This old-fashioned lock is very dangerous. A bad guy can pry it open with a card."

Zhao Ming: "!!!"

You must be the bad guy!