Stand User in Marvel Universe

For his own good fortune, Dios made a phone call to his college classmate, Jenny, the ‘idiot' in Will's mouth.

I didn't say much on the phone, just to buy her a meal, and Jenny didn't hesitate at all, so I agreed.

This is a world of faces...

The next noon, Jenny, dressed in hot clothes, came to Dior's little restaurant, and although there was some sickness about ‘dating' places in Chinatown, she decided to put up with it in order to see Dior's magnificent beauty again.

She had also learned from other friends of the recent tragedy that had befallen the three Dior family members, who had a lot of compassion in their hearts and fantasized about how many postures they should unlock after eating to comfort poor Dior.

“Hi, Dior.”

Pushing the door in, Jenny locked herself on Dior in plaid jeans at first sight.

“Oh, God, this must be a heartbeat. Why do I think Dior's getting handsome again? Was it the accident that made him more mature and manly? ”

Looking at Diona's skin, which even women had to be a little jealous of, and the deep eyes that seemed to breathe in the light around her, Jenny felt like she couldn't breathe.

I have to get him!

That's what Jenny made up her mind the first time she saw Dior again!

And Dior, who was thinking about his own money, was also slightly surprised when he first saw Jenny. Although he knew from the impression in his memory that Jenny's nickname was called ‘Idiot', it was not of low value in itself. Otherwise, he would not have won the favor of so many handsome men, as well as the defamation of other female classmates.

At this time, Jenny, standing in front of Dior, was wearing a small waistcoat with an open umbilical waistband and a playful bow tied at the hem. At least half of the black chest was exposed outside, with deep grooves and that white spot attracting the man's gaze.

The underside was wearing a pair of ultra-short hot pants that wrapped her round for an extra seduction, two white legs stepping on a pair of 3CM red heels, and the golden waterfall-like hair scattered so casually behind her head that she could score a 75-point face value in such a hot outfit that she hardly loses a vase star in a typical Hollywood movie.

In conclusion, this is a beauty, especially in bed!

As you can see, Jenny was carefully dressed before she came here. During school, Dior was the first and only man who refused to bow down under her garnet. This gave Jenny infinite motivation. At the same time, she was named 'idiot’ by other female classmates who were unfamiliar with her pursuit of Dior several times. Of course, Dior was really handsome and could be counted as a school grass by any university. However, his Anglo-Human identity made the surrounding classmates less willing to communicate with him.

“Hi, Jenny. Long time no see. ”

As they greeted each other, they had a courteous hug.

In the face of such a sexy beauty, few men are unhappy, but the reason Dior refuses is simple: he simply doesn't want to be part of Jenny's 'philatelic' hobby.

America's open environment has shamed girls here long ago, almost most of them will finish their first time before high school, and there is virtually no conservative girl left for the first time in college unless she really looks like a dinosaur.

So Jenny, who has the title of 'idiot', naturally doesn't have any sense of virginity. She has dated a lot of handsome guys before she saw Dior. Many female classmates' dreams of male gods have become her spare tires, and those men are naturally willing to fuck a sexy beauty like her, even if it won't take long to get swept out of the house.

But Dior was the exception, since he was little and old and lacked femininity, and he had his own standard of living under the influence of parenthood. At least he didn't want to be the capital that he would show off to his peers in order to have sex with Jenny one time, which was horrible.

After the two embraced each other, Jenny seemed to be still in love and had a slight blush on her face, like a little girl who had just fallen in love.

But Dior wasn't fooled by her performance, and he just laughed: "It's been a while since I've seen you, Jenny. ”

“Thanks, you too, no, you're more attractive than ever. Can you tell me how you maintain it? ”

Looking closely at Jenny on Dior's skin, her face was filled with envy and her subconscious voice was spoken out.

Without Dior to guide the conversation, Jenny asked herself, which made him happy and more confident in her plan.

“Indeed, I recently received a therapeutic formula that only helped me improve my current mental state, and you know, I was a little too depraved a while ago.” Dior deliberately seduced.

“Really? What's that?” Jenny's eyes lit and her face filled with surprises.

There is no woman who does not love beauty, especially the more beautiful the woman wants her youth to reside, always beautiful and beautiful.

Recently, Jenny felt her skin seemed less radiant than it used to be, and her hair was a mess, with dark circles and a little freckle requiring a lot of makeup to cover it up.

Dior explained with a smile: "Simply put, food therapy is a nourishment that is cooked with some ingredients. ”

Jenny understood this time, this thing is said to be a concept from the East. However, it is not mainstream on the European and American side. Few people believe in it, fewer people have the ability to try it. As for the concrete effect, it can only be seen.

And then Jenny listened to Dior and bragged, “The usual diet works very slowly, but I get this very unusual formula, which is said to be a mystery of the Oriental emperors, and it only takes one shot to get instant results. I was just trying to hold onto it, but I didn't think about it...”

Speaking of which Dior paused deliberately and pointed to himself, "You see the concrete effect. ”

“Oh, God! You're lying to me, right? How could there be such a magical thing?” Incredibly moving, Jenny, her eyes are starting to open, but she still can't believe there's such a magical thing.

Jenny's questioning made Dior very ‘angry’, and he immediately took it seriously: “What good would it do me to cheat you? I was going to call you here today to share it with you, but now I suddenly think it's a stupid decision, and I know a great western restaurant, where the steaks are good, so let's go out and eat. ”