87 Chapter 87 – Am I a vixen?

Release time: 2025-04-17 02:11:40
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Shen Jinman curled her lips, her curved eyebrows slightly frowned, her long eyelashes trembled, and her pouted mouth seemed to be able to hold a small oil bottle. Listening to her obvious sarcasm and ridicule, Shen Jinman was not only not angry, but instead looked at her with a change of face.

“I said Miss Yang, you seem to be a bit rude to say this. Oh, by the way, I remember you are a little famous star recently, right? But I watched your movie, it seems that your scandal is greater than your acting skills.”

Yang Yue’er’s delicate smile face slowly froze, and her face was changing quietly. Shen Jinman looked at her jade hands and was tangled together. Her face was red, like ripe tomatoes, almost rising. Her lips were pursed tightly, as if she wanted to bite it.

“You, why do you talk to me like this? Who do you think you are? You are just a little vixen, a vixen who specializes in seducing men.” Yang Yue’er could not remember her identity at all when she heard Shen Jinman’s sarcasm, and she started talking nonsense.

I forgot that Gu Moran was staring at her coldly on the sofa next to me.

“What, I’m a vixen?” Shen Jinman pointed at her firm nose and suddenly felt that it was really funny. This was the first time in so many years that someone said that she was actually a vixen. Okay, woman, you really dare to describe me.

She burst into laughter, revealing two rows of white teeth like broken jade, which made Yang Yue’er feel a little confused. It was not until this time that she seriously looked at the girl in front of her.

I should be not old. A strand of black hair that is as cloudy as clouds pours down like the Milky Way, a phoenix eyebrows like light smoke, a pair of bright eyes like autumn water, a charming charming, a cute nose, pink cheeks slightly red, a cherry lips that exhales like orchids, a flower-like face that is shy and affectionate, a broken snowy skin like ice and snow, and a slim figure, it is as quiet and natural as a cluster of orchids.

Suddenly, a pair of weird eyes touched Yang Yue’er’s face, causing her to take a step back. Suddenly, Shen Jinman stretched out his jade arm like a lotus root and grabbed one of her arms.