Chapter 205 ROSE beauty brand, sheep head monster Bafu Demon

Author: Radish Goes to Heaven

[@One-stop funerals when walking slowly V: Improperity is retribution, welcome to order our one-stop service.]

[The imitation in front is quite similar. When I looked at it suddenly, I thought it was really Master Jiu.]

[Anti-counterfeiting anchor: I just wanted to do it, but I didn't say I really want it.]

[Emo: I don't want to live anymore! During the physical examination: Doctor, this indicator is a little higher. I - does it matter!?]

【The truth of netizens.】

[The old Chinese doctor has just passed away, so someone is going to do it again?]

【Don’t go!】

【@What do you think of Jiu Ye?】

Netizens joked @Yan Jiu, but they didn't expect it to really attract the real owner.

I only treat that comment as a spoof of netizens.

Yan Jiu first clicked to follow.

Leave a comment.

Turn around and put down your cell phone to cook.

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at the same time.

The anti-counterfeiting anchor who was followed by Yan Jiu is planning to go to a cosmetics store to promote justice.

His wife advised: "We have made a lot of money, so don't broadcast it again."

The anti-counterfeiting anchor searched for something and said, "Women's opinion, what do you know? If I don't make more money, how can I sign up for my children to have more expensive cram school? Where do you have the money to spend?"

Said.

He searched for a cosmetics store on the map.

He told his wife to take credit.

"I see how many bottles of water you have come to the bottom. This time I will go to the anti-counterfeiting cosmetics store and bring you a few bottles to try."

His wife wanted to speak but stopped.

There is an indescribable panic in my heart.

She stopped the person: "Or won't go this time, next time, I will definitely not stop you next time."

The anti-counterfeiting anchor rolled his eyes: "You always say this. OK, you can stay at home with peace of mind and wait for my good news."

There was a "bang".

The door was closed.

The loud noise was particularly clear and shocking, as if the god of death had pushed open the door of hell.

The anti-counterfeiting anchor walked to the side of the road and continued to look at a cosmetics store he searched for.

The snowflakes are still floating.

Blurred his vision.

The anti-counterfeiting anchor did not go to carefully check the name of the cosmetics store, so he took a taxi and went straight to the destination.

soon.

The taxi stopped.

He got out of the car and looked at the "ROSE" cosmetics store located in a remote corner.

A sense of confusion arose in my heart.

What store is open in such a remote place?

The anti-counterfeiting anchor was puzzled.

Still stepped over.

As soon as he entered the store, he held up a selfie stick pretending to be in the live broadcast and walked arrogantly wherever he walked.

It seems that the clerk is already sure that he will be afraid to contact the manager of the district and then spend money.

The anti-counterfeiting anchor fantasized about the money being invested. He waited for a long time but didn't wait until someone approached him and complimented him.

He glanced at the clerks who were uniformly equipped with work clothes.

They were shocked by their expressions, and the clerks looked indifferent, as if they were watching the one who was bound to die.

The anti-counterfeiting anchor felt a slight shock. He subconsciously looked at the beauty brand name in the store - ROSE.

RO…SE?

He seemed to have entered the wrong cosmetics store!

The anti-counterfeiting anchor has always understood what it means to do within his ability. He can't resist his thighs. He has always been self-aware. What he is going to today is a small brand called ROOSE.

Not such a weird place.

Although he had never heard of such a beauty brand, the decoration in the store was luxurious and the cosmetics were gorgeous, which was not something that ordinary people could afford.

He cursed in his heart.

It’s all because foreign languages ​​are too similar.

He made him run away from the wrong place.

The anti-counterfeiting anchor turned off his cell phone that was pretending to be live broadcasting and wanted to quit the cosmetics store with a sarcastic smile.

As he was about to step out of the glass door.

A charming female voice sounded, and the charming nun walked out of the secret door.

"What are the guests doing when they are so anxious?"

The anti-counterfeiting anchor turned his head stiffly.

When he saw a beauty, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

The person who came was wearing a black and white nun's robe. Although it was the ultimate black and white color, she was wearing it with excellent feelings.

The nun locked him with his eyes that did not blink.

She was wearing a cross.

But the cross is covered with blood-colored roses, which looks incongruous and full of incongruity.

When the anti-counterfeiting anchor was covered in strange emotions, he had already sat in front of the dressing table and was pressed on his shoulders.

“Our purpose is to make guests forget their ugly ide. What face do you like?”

The nun smiled stiffly.

The long dark nails climbed up the face of the anti-counterfeiting anchor, and you could peel and change your face just by just a command.

The anti-counterfeiting anchor's eyes were dull.

When his cheek was pierced and the pain awakened him, he looked at the image in the mirror in horror.

The monk girl behind her is not a beauty.

She is not even a human being.

It was obviously an extremely ugly and hateful sheep-headed monster wearing a nun's robe!

He shivered and trembled.

yes.

He should have thought that no one would wear nun’s robe in a cosmetics store! No one would ask the customer what face he likes!

The anti-counterfeiting anchor ran away and staggered when he reached the door: "Help! There is a monster, monster! Help!"

Due to excessive tension, the cyan blood vessels highlighted on his face and neck, accompanied by blood sliding down his face, making him look a little ferocious.

The anti-counterfeiting anchor looked back.

The lights in the store are sizzling.

The sheep-headed monster in a nun's robe licked the blood on his fingertips and smiled cruelly.

Just then.

The store was patronized.

When the anti-counterfeiting anchor's eyes swept to the masked man, his dissipated pupils suddenly became focused.

He was like a drowning man who finally grabbed the life-saving straw and encountered hope in the deepest despair.

When he wanted to ask for help from the masked man.
To be continued...