American Fortune Life

The beauty of a woman is divided into three kinds, one is the beauty of her appearance, one is the beauty of her heart, and the other is the beauty that this person can create. She also becomes beautiful everywhere she goes, and Sister Ziling belongs to this beauty.

A green printed t-shirt with a denim top and a black gauze skirt, she looks very pure in height, especially in a transparent skirt, and the long TUI is alluring if hidden. And with a pair of black canvas shoes on your feet, the whole person looks very fresh and vibrant. It was really warm with sunglasses, smiles on its face, and waves to Andy as he walks.

Single-wheeled Sister Ling's beautiful words, sweet, xing, petite nen, gentle, not brilliant, but everywhere, gently smiled and pushed herself to Andy: “Good morning, Andy. ”

The crispy, glutinous sound made Andy listen to an impulse to destroy, but at last, the gentleman disguised as a bright smile and Sister Ziling came to a warm hug, and when pasting the gift, it was obvious that she could see a glimmer of redness on her white cheek.

“Do you realize how beautiful you are?” Andy smiled and said to Xia Sheng's cheeked sister Ziling.

Sister Ziling blinked a pair of spiritual eyes and smiled slightly. “Just get used to it... ”

“Ha ha.” Hearing this answer, looking at Sister Ziling's naughty face, Andy couldn't help but laugh and gently hold her back, reaching out and indicating the invitation: “Please, show you my aerial palace. ”

“It has been a great honor to be known for a long time.” Sister Ziling did not care about Andy's intimacy, but smiled as if she were a moon, sweetly smiling and gentle.

“You have a beautiful voice that makes people feel numb.” Andy naturally embraced her slim waist and walked toward the gangway, turning her head to look at her and say.

“Oh, thank you, a lot of people don't really like the sound of my speech, it seems like it's too manipulative and a waste of time, I can't help it, it's actually one of the ways I've spoken since I was a kid, and I've gotten used to it, but now this voice of mine seems to be hindering and sometimes confusing.” Sister Ziling still speaks with her doll voice, only more comfortable.

“Just be yourself. Speaking is an art. Everyone has their own attitude when they talk to others. There is a state in there. There is their own voice. Your voice is beautiful and gentle.” Andy doesn't care if her voice is born or faked. Just listen well. Finally, she can keep the delicate voice all the time. If it rolls, shush, the sound doesn't kill her!

Looking forward to it!

The assistant looked at the expression with a hostile look in her eyes and looked at a delicate and tender, sweet Sister Ziling, naturally holding the arms of the Great Demon King bent, laughing and walking into the cabin, then introducing Andy, smiling and greeting her in fluent English, gentle and courteous.

Watching Andy with a sister-in-law like a sao fox introduced the little assistant visiting the plane, listening to the occasional shout-out, the little assistant's eyes couldn't help but squint. Though Tory couldn't understand the Chinese conversation between the two, seeing that Birchi's face was slightly reddish, constantly delicate, and sometimes even slightly slapped Andy's scene with her hands. With her understanding of the Great Demon King, the Great Demon King must be mocking each other, and this ambiguous attitude of the other undoubtedly explains a lot.

“ By the way, if I recall correctly, are you studying art history at the Art Academy in Toronto? ”

“Yeah, learning something about beauty, of course, because it's something about history, and the history of art is a wonderful change, and there's going to be different tides of thought in different times...” Sister Ziling crooked her head and said with a lovely expression of thought.

“OK, come on, I'll show you a copy of the painting I just bought...” Andy walked to the study with Sister Ziling's slender waist.

“Hmm? I don't understand the identification, I'm just studying art history.” Sister Ziling smiled a little helplessly.

“Without you being able to identify, the painting is genuine and is one of the rare works of the ancient 17th century Italian women painters in the world... ”

“A 17th century Italian woman writer? Is it Artemisia Gentileski? ”

“Smart!” Andy laughed and praised, pushing open the door of the study, walking into the study together, and immediately saw an oil painting hanging in a blank area in the center of the bookshelf.

“You're so annoying...” Sister Ling, a beautiful red-faced girl, punched Andy in the face with a small fist and smiled a few times. Her eyes glanced white and she said delicately, because the painting was a woman with a dagger in her hand, and the woman was only wearing a skirt.

“Hey, you're studying art history, this is art, you know what you're studying, but there's a Roman era, that's a relatively free time to run and even say Y-shot, there's going to be a lot of disharmonious murals. Something on the wall that doesn't seem to be allowed in this day and age, it's a shock to people's vision, but that's art, it's part of the development of art history, and it represents a part of freedom in people's minds. Why are you so reactive?

Oh ~ ”

Andy said seriously, and finally showed a pair of things that you shouldn't have done, and suddenly realized, it seemed to find something terrible to look at Sister Ziling with a dramatic look.

Sister Ling, the shameless child, kept lowering her hot face with a fan. She glanced at Andy with a glance. She cried with a groan: “She is a girl, she will be shy to watch with a boy. ”

“There's nothing to be ashamed of. Her body is worse than that. No, it should be that her body is simply not comparable to yours.” Andy also deliberately looked at the arrogant curve on the green T-shirt.

Andy's eyes seemed too hot, causing Sister Ziling to breathe a little more unnaturally, triggering a chain reaction and appearing more aggressive.

Sister Ling's lovely, murderous expression on her white face just wanted to say something. She saw Andy's handsome face getting bigger and bigger. She couldn't help but open her eyes. She felt shocked that Red Chun had been sealed. She stayed and started not only smacking Andy, but wanted to push away.

But in Andy's view, it's more like a struggle because Andy opens his eyes and sees her slowly closing her eyes and beginning to enjoy hiding...

At this moment, Sister Ziling of Deep WEN, although there is a bit of joy and excitement in her heart, but reason is still there, not forgetting death blocks those slightly unscrupulous claws, she knows more than anyone, even if it is to give herself, it can not be so fast, it does not meet her price.

As a beauty, and a big beauty of Eu WEU class, Sister Ling, the smart child, knew what she wanted from the beginning. At that time, she was still in her twentieth year of age. She had a strong family, graduated from a prestigious school and was a highly educated woman. Although she chose the career in the entertainment industry, she was not firm enough to bend the spine and sell it without laughing.

But she, thirty years old, seemed to understand the rules of the circle overnight and swim in it, beyond anything else, she knew that she was going to be red, to do anything, so she lived her way, without regret, without giving in, without losing, nothing could defeat her to hurt her.

So, she's the most compatible star, she'll be compatible with saying something harmless and elegant, she'll shed a little tear from time to time, she'll be compatible with saying something embarrassing... In this way, all because she has a strong heart, must go red, go red!

From her reconciliation with the world, to make herself a hua, to better roll down, at least in a trapped circle, she knows better than anyone, in this circle, without background, without connections, how difficult this path is, full of traps and dangers.

She is too tired to gently make everyone around her happy, she needs to find a tree to rely on, even if it is just a temporary windshield, and she needs to look for opportunities for her to grow quickly.

At the bar last night, Andy Smith had nothing to hide about the burning eyes she wanted to capture, and she was no stranger at all, so she made a trade-off at the speed of communication, because in her view, none of the men she'd met before, Andy Smith, the big tree, could hold her back.

“No, come on, Andy... ”

“Boss, the plane is about to take off, now the cabin crew will carry out a safety check, please sit in your seat, remember your seat belt, put away your seat back and small table. ”

Still haunting Andy listening to the broadcast, he couldn't help but bite the gutter of his teeth: “Shet, I hate it! ”

“Pfft -”

“Giggle...” Sister Ziling, who escaped, looked at Andy's depressed expression as she quickly tidied up her dress. She smiled and smiled and matched her doll tone with a beautiful and irregular look.

“We've come a long way!” Andy glanced at Sister Ling, the son of the devil who escaped the claw, with some depressing words.

“Phew!" Sister Ziling was so smart, naturally heard the ambiguity in the words, a delicate sip, walked out of the study as quickly as Andy, sat nearby in the aviation seat, fastened her seat belt, red face, wiped red red CHUN with her little hand that had all been eaten lipstick, slowly calmed her heartbeat and heartbeat, and conveyed a cold feeling of shame.