Quick Wear: Beautiful cannon fodder, she is always coveted by crazy critics

Qin Yan threw the cut shirt to her, but the button accidentally scratched the girl's wig.

Jiang Zhiyue, whose vision was blocked, pulled hard, and something fell to the ground with a "click".

Seeing the thick bangs on the marble brick surface, they both looked at it at the same time, "?"

Jiang Zhiyue curled her lips in embarrassment. No wonder it only cost three yuan to make it and it was free shipping. It was a fake product.

Qin Yan's eyes fell on her smooth forehead. Her skin was a little pink due to the wig, and suddenly it looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Doesn't it seem too ugly?

The man frowned in confusion and said in a low voice, "Don't wear bowl-shaped bangs in the future. It's so ugly."

This way, even if I give her my first kiss, it won't be so difficult to accept.

Just as he was about to leave, Shu'er turned back and said, "Also, remove that mole on your body that's covered with hair."

Then he thought for a moment and changed his words slightly, "Cut it off."

After saying that, Qin Yan hurried back to the room. The two girls stared at each other for a while. Feeling that something was wrong with the touch of her fingertips, Jiang Zhiyue pinched the shoulder of the shirt to check. How could such neat cuts be damaged by machine washing? !

I was fooled by the dog system.

She pulled the corner of her lip in silence, and then heard Lin Sheng's slightly guilty voice, "I'm sorry, I got you involved, I just can't stand the arrogance of these young masters--"

You are obviously more arrogant, okay?!

You have no money but you still dare to cut other people's clothes. You are just throwing away a broken jar, right?

That’s right, the male and female protagonists in these old, melodramatic novels all have some problems, and then by chance, they fall in love with each other.

"I'll make it clear to the dog tomorrow."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyue waved her hands quickly, "Forget it, the young master shouldn't be such an unreasonable person, I'll take care of this matter, you don't have to worry."

Thinking about it another way, she could use this opportunity to do Lin Sheng a favor, then find a chance to get in touch with Qin Yan, whisper in his ear, and improve Lin Sheng's favorability, thus bringing the two of them together.

"Really?!" Lin Sheng's spirited deer eyes sparkled with water, and he took the other's arm in a familiar manner, "Since you have helped me so much, I will owe you a wish."

"No matter when, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do my best to help you achieve it!!"

Jiang Zhiyue looked at her making a swearing gesture and couldn't help but smile. After all, she was still a little girl who acted on impulse.

"But if Qin Yan keeps biting you, you must tell him. I can't let you take the blame for nothing."

*

Jiang Zhiyue, who was leaving the villa, called out "doubao" several times in her mind, but she didn't hear any reply from the system. She thought it was sending a false message and pretending to be dead, but the system made two weak "sizzle" sounds to indicate that it was still there.

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She took the initiative and strongly condemned Tang Bao's behavior of spreading false information, then covered up the minor episode that deviated from the plot, and happily earned 10,000 yuan.

Unexpectedly, the next day Qin Yan would personally supervise her to go to the hospital to cut off the huge fake mole.

"W-what?!"

Jiang Zhiyue looked at Qin Yan, who was sitting lazily on the sofa with his legs crossed, and her red lips under the mask opened slightly in surprise.

Is this man obsessive-compulsive?

"I just happened to go to the hospital to pick up the old man's test results, and I'll cut it off for you while I'm at it."

[incidentally]

Others are quite nice.

Jiang Zhiyue forced a smile, and suddenly felt her cheeks getting cold. Her pale hands touched the fake mole patch, and long hairs poked out from between her fingers.

Just like the antennae of a cockroach, it made Qin Yan feel uncomfortable. "Either cut it off or fire me. It's your choice."

With the mission added, Jiang Zhiyue was forced to sit in the other party's silver supercar. Judging from the logo, it should be a Rolls-Royce, with a starting price of at least tens of millions.

She was thinking about what excuse she would make to refuse, and she kept rubbing her hands on her legs. Then she said very seriously, "Master, you don't know that I was born with this mole."

"My mother took me to see a shaman before, and he said it could ward off financial disasters for me, so I can't cut it."

"Really?" Qin Yan chuckled with interest, "Can that help you get rid of the 1.2 million debt?"

"..."

"If I like her, maybe the issue of the high-end custom can be written off."

Jiang Zhiyue really couldn't understand the thoughts of these rich kids. Their moods changed all depending on their mood. It was true that rich people were willful.

When she was taken to the cosmetic department of the hospital, Jiang Zhiyue, who was sitting in the doctor's office, was so embarrassed that she was about to tap her toes on the ground. Especially with Qin Yan standing next to her, she couldn't even open her mouth to say that it was fake.

Seeing her still wearing a mask in such hot weather, the female director tilted her head in confusion and said, "Take it off. Repeated friction between the earrings and the mole may stimulate it to become malignant. Try not to wear it in the future."

Jiang Zhiyue gritted her teeth and did as they asked under the gazes of the two men. When her oval face, which was as big as a palm, was fully exposed, Qin Yan's gaze froze for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed across his dark eyes.

Unexpectedly, Fei Ran's lips are also very beautiful, with natural curves at the corners, which complement her light-colored fox eyes, and have an unspoken charm.

The doctor has seen countless girls who have undergone minor and major cosmetic surgery, but this is the first time I have seen someone whose natural foundation is impeccable. It's just a pity that this...

"From a size perspective, those with a diameter of more than 5-6 mm have a relatively high chance of becoming malignant, and if not removed early, they may develop into basal cell carcinoma."

As she spoke, the woman took a closer look at Jiang Zhiyue's mole patch, which looked so real, and asked as she touched it, "Does it feel itchy?"

As a result, within five seconds, the mole sticker was pulled off the face by the hair.

The office suddenly fell into deathly silence.

"..."

Help, someone save her! !

Jiang Zhiyue's shoe soles were almost scratched by her, and a layer of physiological mist appeared in her brown eyes in embarrassment. "As expected of you, you are the chief physician. You really can cure diseases with ease."

Sitting in Qin Yan's supercar again, she couldn't count how many times she heard the other party's sigh of anger and laughter, and licked her lips in uncertainty.

Then she noticed the man's gaze and asked with a hint of inquiry and interest, "What's your aesthetic? A fetish for ugliness?"

Such a pretty face, but she ended up in this state.

Jiang Zhiyue did not doubt her aesthetic taste, but she could not accept others questioning her taste. She retorted, "It's just to avoid unnecessary trouble. Otherwise, there will always be men who come up to me with bad intentions."

"Very confident."

Qin Yan sneered disdainfully, but before turning his head, his eyes honestly stayed on the girl's delicate profile for two more seconds, "You wear such rustic clothes, but you want to be so beautiful."

"As a servant, you naturally have to wear loose clothes that are convenient for cleaning." Jiang Zhiyue said in a dissatisfied voice: "When I get wet, I can make you suffer from rheumatism."

*

Jiang Zhiyue was a little annoyed by Qin Yan's unconventional behavior. After get off work, she stood in front of the half-length mirror in the bathroom, staring at her baggy short-sleeved shirt and trousers of the style that middle-aged women liked to wear, and prepared to spend the 20,000 yuan she had just earned to kill time for the night.

So I took a taxi to the most famous Jingye Bar nearby.

"Brother Yan, due to special circumstances, I didn't enjoy drinking to my heart's content yesterday. We have to make up for it by changing the venue today."

You Yueze held a glass filled with amber liquid in his left hand, and put his right hand on the woman's shoulder. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Yan who was sitting alone on the sofa on the opposite side, signaling, "How about three glasses of fine?"

Considering that this guy had kept it a secret for him, Qin Yan responded with a good temper: "Okay."

She raised her head and drank the wine in the glass. The clear wine dotted her light red lips. Her strong lines were half hidden in the light and shadow. She exuded a cynical vibe that added a touch of temptation.

The hostess not far away saw the man's lazy and nonchalant appearance, and her heart seemed to be suddenly stabbed by something. She hesitated whether to go forward.

This is the prince of the Qin family.

If you succeed in marrying her, you will enjoy wealth, luxury and good food for the rest of your life.

After a moment, she mustered up the courage to step forward, her voice so sweet that it was sickening, "Mr. Qin, let me help you pour the wine."

Seeing the woman holding her throat and deliberately bending over deeply to reveal the undulating curves in front of her body and her affected posture, Qin Yan silently raised one eyebrow with an ambiguous meaning.

The woman thought she had at least succeeded in attracting the other person's attention, so when she handed the wine to the man, she deliberately pressed her fingers on the palm of his hand where he was taking the cup.

After only a moment's touch, Qin Yan suddenly let go of her hand, causing the glass to fall and shatter into pieces, with all the wine spilling onto her expensive sheepskin shoes.

"Are you allowed to touch me?"

The man's deep voice was obviously displeased, and he wiped the place that had been touched by the previous person with a wet towel in disgust, which scared her so much that her face suddenly changed.

You Yueze also stopped what he was doing and, seeing that something was not right, drove the man out.

Qin Yan spends the whole day hanging out in this kind of luxurious and chaotic place, but that's all he does. Most of the time he does it just to confuse Qin Beizhou's spies.

Unfortunately, there are always some women who don’t understand him and rush to dance in the minefield.

"Brother Yan, why are you so irritable these past two days? If you didn't know, you might have come to ruin the party. Did Lin Sheng make you angry again?"

"Why mention her? Are you interested in her?"

"I can't handle that hot temper, but I'm happy to accept a hotter one~"

You Yueze blinked at him ambiguously, and his sight was suddenly attracted by a figure not far away. He saw a girl wearing a black tight short top and a miniskirt of the same color.

The two legs shining below the skirt are long and straight, and the lattice fishnet stockings are tightly attached to the delicate and smooth skin, which is extremely seductive, and they are immersed in the black Martin boots along the beautiful curve of the calves.

Her long curly hair, as smooth as silk, spread behind her, swaying slightly with her movements, revealing her waist, which was so thin that it could not even be grasped with one hand.

An absolute killer from behind.

You Yueze suddenly became interested and stared at him for a long while, which made Qin Yan realize something was wrong and start to look over.

When he saw the girl's profile clearly under the light and shadow, his hand that was touching the side of the wine glass suddenly paused, and he took a few more glances to make sure.

the same person?

Qin Yan opened his crossed legs, stood up and walked out, leaving behind a sentence: "I met an 'acquaintance', so I went to say hello."

Jiang Zhiyue had just been sitting at the bar for a few minutes when someone wanted to buy her a drink and asked for her contact information.

As a result, just as she chased one away, another black figure stood beside her, obviously coming for her.

So he turned his head impatiently, and when he met the man's pair of obsidian-like dark eyes, his expression suddenly froze, "Qin, Qin Yan?"

"It's really you."

Qin Yan glanced at the girl and caught a glimpse of the hollow heart design on her front, the faintly visible snow-white arc, and the seductive fishnet stockings on the edge of her skirt...

He is completely different from what he looks like during the day.

No wonder he was mumbling in the car that he had rheumatism.

He curled his lips in curiosity, slightly raised the silver stud on his brow bone, and said in a casual and uninhibited tone, "You wear something so rustic in the morning and something so wild in the evening?"

Sensing the other person's gaze, Jiang Zhiyue uncomfortably pulled her knees together. Thinking that it was already eight o'clock in the evening, she asked confidently, "You can dress as you like after get off work, right, Master?"

"You care so much, are you obsessed with me?"

"How can it be."

A light sigh escaped from the man's throat. Qin Yan almost subconsciously denied it, reacting quickly as if he was covering up something.

Then he changed the subject, "I just suddenly remembered something. I haven't figured out who sneaked into my room and kissed me while I was drunk."

"..." If she hadn't personally replaced the fake wine for Qin Yan to drink, these words would have sounded a bit overconfident.

"Master, do you suspect me? I had such a big mole on my head, how could I have eaten it?"

"No prisoner will voluntarily admit that he is a prisoner."

Qin Yan's face changed when she said that, but then returned to normal. He took a step forward and placed his leg on the girl's knee. He could even feel the plaid pattern of the fishnet stockings through the thin fabric.

The same action suddenly reminded Jiang Zhiyue of the scene of being kissed by a man the night before. She couldn't help but swallow and tried her best to hide the panic on her face, "So how do I check?"

Seeing her nervous expression, Qin Yan had an idea and said mischievously, "Kiss me."

"You can feel it, right?"