Chapter 1508

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of course, she laughed at herself and scolded Ge Liancheng.

Glenn's face changed slightly.

However, he thought that Zeng Sihui was deeply in love with him and hated him, so that was why.

So, he quickly explained, "Huihui, don't believe Zhou jieying. That's what she wanted me to say on purpose. It's to hurt you. Don't believe her."

"That's none of my business, Glen city. In the future, you have nothing to do with me. Get out of here! If you want to be disgusted, you will be disgusted. Don't make a fool of yourself in front of your aunt. "

Zeng Sihui said, and then coldly threw a sentence, "by the way, Ge Liancheng, I thought you were just a fake heart, but I didn't expect that your nose was also a fake. Ha ha, for the sake of I used to like you, I remind you to look in the mirror, so as not to be photographed by the reporter, your so-called God image will collapse, ha ha."

As soon as geliancheng heard this, he changed his face. He quickly reached out to touch his nose and found it was crooked.

With a thump of his heart, he hurried back to the car, closed the window and took out the mirror to look after it.

When he found that his nose was ridiculously crooked on one side of his face, he thought that Zeng Sihui and others looked at him strangely just now, and he wanted to hit him to death.

I'm sorry to stay for another minute. I quickly stepped on the gas pedal and ran away to find a plastic surgeon to help him correct.

Looking at the shadow of his far away car, Zeng Sihui was completely relieved. She turned around and put her arms around Yang Zimei's shoulder. "Niuniu, now I really understand why you want me to thank Zhou jieying. Ha ha, I really want to thank her this time. Without her, I still continue to be cheated by the hypocritical cosmetic goods. Yesterday, he said he wanted to borrow three million yuan. I almost asked my grandfather for it. Nima's, dead actors, dead cosmetic goods

"Still suffering?"

Yang Zimei asked with a wink.

"What a pain. Knowing that he is such a fake, I once thought Hui was still suffering for him. Am I a pencil? And it's still two B! "

Zeng Sihui exclaimed.

Yang Zimei was embarrassed, "cousin, it's not good for girls to say rude words."

"I don't care, anyway, I'm happy today, just say a few words, NIMA's!"

Zeng Sihui continued.

Yang Zimei is her.

As long as she is happy!

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back in the room, Yang Zimei began to think about how to carve the three color jadeite.

She is also aware of her carving techniques.

However, no matter how ugly it is, it is my own intention. Moreover, I can carve and inject charms to enhance the magic power of jadeite.

If grandfather Zeng really dislikes his sculpture, he is not worthy to accept it.

Yang Zimei began to carve carefully according to the shape of the three color jadeite.

She used to carve three-star jade sculptures for her grandmother, but now she is a little more proficient.

No matter how skillful he is, jade carving is also a delicate and arduous project. It took Yang Zimei four hours to complete the carving, and his finger was injured several times by the carving knife.

"Done?"

The Dragon came in day by day and saw her looking left and right with the jade carving, so he came to ask.

"Well, it's not bad."

Yang Zimei found that the carving was very satisfactory. It was a lot better than the Buddha statue carved in gambling stone street before.

Day by day, the Dragon did not answer because she found a scar on her finger.

"How did you get hurt?"

He took her hand and asked with heartache, "does it hurt?"

"Pain..."

Yang Zimei pursed her mouth, nodded pitifully on her face, with a coquettish tone.

The feeling of regret in the dragon's eyes deepened, and suddenly put her injured finger into her mouth

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