Chapter 1: Amazing the audience!
On the night of July 7th, there was a performance on the stage. The light was hazy, like the moonlit night in a fairyland, wrapped in fog.
A small pavilion suddenly landed over the stage. The pavilion was made of crystal and transparent, and there was a woman standing in the pavilion.
The woman was wearing several layers of gauze clothes, and the gauze moved with the wind. She faintly saw the woman's exquisite posture, but her beautiful eyes dozed lightly, and several white exercises were wrapped in her hand.
Women's facial features are exquisite and beautiful as flowers.
All the spectators held their breath!
Countless seemingly noble men showed an obsessed look in the dark, "Oh, isn't this the star Qiao Xiaoxin?"
"Oh, my God, although I thought she was beautiful before, tonight is really amazing!"
"Joe is bankrupt, so she has to make money everywhere..."
"Ha, I didn't expect a little star to dress up and look as beautiful as a fairy."
When the crystal pavilion landed on the stage, the men in the seats began to whisper.
And Qiao Xiaoxin slowly opened her eyes.
The beautiful eyes were like stars, and the autumn water flowed away, and suddenly there was bursts of enthusiastic applause.
She calmly and gently stretched out her hand and pulled off a piece of tulle off her body. The beautiful facial features were like being coated with a layer of fairy spirit. Her every move was beautiful. After being looked at by so many people, she still looked calm.
The applause is like thunder!
Qiao Xiaoxin's body rotates gently, like a fairy, holy and dusty. There was an enthusiastic howl under the stage, such as the upper class, now these people are like a group of monkeys, howling excitedly. When beautiful women appear, they can always liven up the atmosphere.
And in the front row, there are two people sitting.
Both are men, one is a bodyguard, and he dares not look down at the stage.
Another man is as elegant as a king, and his facial features are as deep as carving and have a strong three-dimensional sense.
He looked at Qiao Xiaoxin in the fog. Qiao Xiaoxin had slowly walked out of the pavilion. Her clothes were painted with color, and the colors were stitched into a beautiful red lotus, and delicate petals were also painted on her delicate arms.
The whole hall boiled.
Qiao Xiaoxin danced like an elf, changing her posture, which attracted countless audiences to stare with excitement.
At the end, the audience in the hall cheered and reluctantly watched Qiao Xiaoxin walk up to the crystal pavilion, slowly rising and disappearing.
is like a gorgeous dream, coming and leaving without a trace.
The man in the front row bent the corners of his smiling lips slightly.
"Qiao Xiaoxin, what an interesting person, this idea... Well, not bad..."
At this moment.
Joe Xiaoxin is washing her body's paint in the club's presidential suite.
After washing the special lotion off the paint on her body, Qiao Xiaoxin kicked the colored clothes thrown aside in disgust, and then sat lazily into the bathtub overflowing with water.
Like the long hair of seaweed floating in the water, Qiao Xiaoxin closed her tired eyes.
And the door was pushed open with a squeak.
Someone came in silently, saw the closed bathroom door, and heard the sound of water inside.
The man frowned slightly, and his face became gloomy in an instant.