"It is said that you have a lot of love experience." Cheng Hao wondered why Mu Yan's words made people feel that something was wrong. "Why do your words sound so strange to me?" +++++++++ "Let me tell you, then can you tell me why everyone who is in love with me can't last more than a week? Is it because of my profession?" Mu Yan said, sitting opposite Cheng Hao, and finally couldn't help but cover her chest and make a heartache gesture. +++++++++Cheng Hao laughed awkwardly after seeing it. This was the first time he saw a beautiful woman who couldn't sell it. It's no wonder that if she couldn't sell it, he could have taken over. "That's because you didn't use the right method. By the way, I'd like to ask the girl what you do!" "++++++++" Make-up Corpse" Mu Yan immediately became excited when she mentioned her profession. She smiled. After hearing this, Cheng Hao said, "The profession of makeup artist is not bad!"++++++" You think so too! I just said those people don't know how to appreciate it. Let me tell you, do you know? Not to mention my makeup skills, I can restore people to their original appearance after being burned into charcoal. Even if you are cut into pieces, I can make you go to the crematorium beautifully." When Mu Yan said the last words, Cheng Hao was so frightened that he fell off the chair. "Into the fire. Funeral? "Yeah! Didn't I tell you that I was putting makeup on the corpse?" As soon as Mu Yan finished speaking, he stepped forward and patted Cheng Hao on the shoulder.
