Ye Lu and several other tender models clung to Qin Bing and prevented him from leaving.
Qin Bing smelled different feminine perfumes.
"But I can only sit in one car." Qin Bing said, thinking for a while, and said: "Well, whoever has a big chest, who gets in my car."
"I, I am E."
"You are tall, you are long, silicone, don't be ashamed." Ye Lu retorted.
"That's also the breast." The tender model was not convinced.
Ye Lu immediately picked up her clothes. The black bra inside was bulging, and it looked more than D. The huge outline made Qin Bing unable to be self-conscious, and he could not wait to grab it.
Ye Lu turned around and showed Qin Bing a look at the side profile. It was indeed too big in size.
"No one is older than mine, right?" Ye Lu was very confident.
After speaking, she took the initiative to sit on Bentley.
Qin Bing didn't expect this to work? He wanted to change to a new model, but since there is a bitch who worships gold, he is also happy.
The other young models knew they couldn't get on the car again, but they wanted to add his WeChat.
As soon as Qin Bing released the QR code, all the tender models took the initiative to scan them. This was quite slapped on their faces. Before, they asked them if they wanted them. What about now? Ha ha.
Qin Bing drove the cool Bentley to the west.
"Where do you live?" Qin Bing asked.
"Are you going to my place for the night?" Ye Lu said plainly.
"No." Qin Bing replied.
"Then find a place where there is no one, and I will let you touch it." Ye Lu said, and took the initiative to grab Qin Bing's hand and touched his hand to her chest.
It's cool to get a Bentley from my girlfriend for a chance to pick a girl.
But Qin Bing took his hand back and said, "I don't like to take advantage of others in vain, but I have no interest to give you, no money and no house."
"Oh, what kind of benefits are you looking for? Just let me make a good circle of friends." Nenmo Ye Lu replied.
"For nothing?" Qin Bing asked.
"Well, for nothing." Ye Lu replied.
"Then I'm wondering, it's all in vain, why can't I ride a bicycle, can I drive a Bentley?" Qin Bing asked deliberately.
"Hate, I don't know how many women I would envy to do with this Bentley." Ye Lu replied, naturally not telling the truth. The truth is that you are already driving a Bentley, so you must be very rich!
"What's the matter?" Qin Bing quipped.
"You've touched people's conscience and you're pretending to be confused." Ye Lu said, releasing the safety belt, then got up and spread his legs and sat directly on Qin Bing's thigh.
This posture was so ecstasy that no man could stand it.
"Director Qin, you are driving a Bentley. Is there a way to make me popular? I want to go to Zhisheng Mutual Entertainment Corporation." Ye Lu finally said her thoughts.
It's better to live for yourself than to be a lover or something.
"I'm not that capable, didn't you just say it for nothing?" Qin Bing replied.
"Hate. People have prepared your body for you. That's your woman, and I don't think about the future of others." Ye Lu coquettishly, but her hand has been stroking Qin Bing's chest.
This made Qin Bing's heart tickling and his body tickled.
"Good, good." Qin Bing couldn't stand a woman acting like a baby.
"In the modeling department, you don't know how much pressure, you know, there are only one or two who can get ahead, and the others are to be buried, and the bones are exhausted." Ye Lu has a deep understanding.
The star industry is indeed a pyramid. There are only a few people at the top. If you can't climb up, you will be constantly surpassed by younger generations.