Chapter 229 Sister Sasha, Your Dress Is a Bit Small
Artists take a break first, and this is also the time for commercials.
But after the commercial came back, the audience also found something was wrong.
The soft girl actually hugged a pillow, twisted and pinched, no longer as generous as before.
But she had just taken a shower, her skin was milky white with water and a thin layer of powder, it seemed that the redness of the oleander outside had stained her face.
Her hair, which was slightly wet by water, was black and thick. A small bun was casually tied on the back of her head, and only three or two strands of hair fluttered down. The outline of her small face was more three-dimensional and delicate, but it was the size of a palm. His eyes seemed to reflect the entire lake.
She was wearing a long oil-green pajamas.
A little slime, the Hulk kind.
If someone else wears it, it can probably be called the color of death. Whoever wears it will be so ugly that he will cry to death.
But she still managed to hold on to this extremely green color, she didn't look rustic at all, and her skin didn't look yellow, on the contrary, she showed a touch of tenderness like green onions, like the bravery of a grass struggling to emerge from the soil.
When the dew falls on it in the morning, it is extraordinarily watery and slender.
【what! My sister looks so good! 】
【No filter, I don't believe it~】
[Give me this color number~]
[I'm a little envious of my sister's future husband. 】
[I want to pinch her little face. 】
The barrage flew.
Both men went to the shower.
In the girls' room, Zhen Shasha was reading the script with her legs crossed, and Xia Bohe was the only one hugging the pillow and wanting to talk.
"Junior girl, just say what you have, it's okay." Zhen Shasha put down the script.
Xia Bohe bit her lips, "Then I'll tell you secretly."
Zhen Shasha glanced at the camera, "Since we are on a reality show, we have to open ourselves up."
Xia Bohe's wet lips moved.
Zhen Shasha didn't hear clearly, "Huh? Louder."
"Well, Sister Sha Sha, your dress is a bit small, and it fits tightly. I feel a little uncomfortable..." Xia Bohe hugged the pillow, her little face flushed.
Zhen Shasha:! ?
[! 】
[! ! 】
[! ! ! 】
【Sister's figure...】
[I couldn't help looking at Zhen Shasha, and then automatically expanded a size! Damn, is my sister a ccup!]
【can not tell! Brilliant! 】
[Blind my titanium alloy dog eyes! Just didn't find out! 】
[Show it! My sister put down the pillow for me! 】
【Let me be healthy~】
Zhen Shasha's manager, Li Qiang, was about to vomit blood.
What do you mean by "working hard to make a wedding dress for others", this is it!
In the last variety show, not only did she fail to highlight herself, but she also set off others... What a shit! It's better not to come!
Li Qiang had already started to regret it, and Zhen Shasha had an internal injury and was about to vomit blood.
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A garden house in the suburbs of Nancheng.
You Xinji, who raised his arm high on the rooftop and kept searching for the signal, finally received the signal, and the live broadcast continued again.
This time, I finally heard Xia Bohe utter a complete sentence.
Zhen Shasha's clothes are small?
You Xinji was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, even the swelling and tingling pain on his face subsided by three points.
She was said to have small breasts, she deserved it!
Who made her say that her face was swollen?
Feng Shui takes turns, who will the sky let go!
"what!"
Xia Mint is doing great!
You Xinji grinned, halfway through the smile, then froze again, looking at the girl covering her upper body with a pillow in the picture.
I relieved her a lot...
This summer mint is also very pleasing to the eye.
It's not that annoying.
[Drip, teammates are about to betray. 】
[Do you want to cancel the backlash transfer immediately? 】
[If it is canceled at this moment, stop the loss in time, and only bear 200% of the teammate's past backlash]
[If it is lifted later, the host may bear the backlash superposition caused by the next failure. 】
[Current teammates: Mi Min, You Xinji, Zhen Shasha. 】
Zhou Xiran's body trembled uncontrollably, "Who rebelled, Mi Min or Zhen Shasha?"