[Black Basket+SKIP] Temptation

"Hey... Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Who told you not to open the door for so long." Nana Huajian touched her nose.

Tsuruga Lian found that she has gradually become accustomed to Nana Hanama's convulsive temperament: "Is there anything else?"

"It's nothing..." Nana Huajian took two steps back, then stretched out her claws, "Well, can you lend me your car keys."

"Why?" Ren Tsuruga looked at the flattering Nana Hanama with clear eyes.

"Because I didn't drive... How embarrassing it is for the queen of music to take a taxi to the press conference... You should go with Mogami Kyoko."

If it weren't for asking for help from others, seeing Tsuruga Lian and thinking about the "deep hatred and old hatred" in the past, Nana Hanama would definitely grab him by the neck and say: Hand over the key to Miss Ben!

Glancing at Tsuruga Lian in front of her, she didn't reply for a long time, Nana Hanama stretched out her hand and asked again: "Hurry up, lend me a moment, don't be so stingy!"

"...Wait for me, I'll tell Kyoko, and then I'll drive you there."

"Hey, why?" Nana had never enjoyed this kind of treatment from Tsuruga Ren before, so she felt flattered immediately.

"It's obviously more convincing to those reporters if we go to the scene together." Tsuruga Lian glanced at her with some disgust.

Nana Huajian touched her paw, hey, not only did she not quarrel today, but she even took a ride for free?In view of the free car, Nana decided to forgive Tsuruga for the look of disdain she just gave her...

Well, it must be that Tsunhe Lian has a deep sense of guilt towards her in her heart!

Nana felt extremely at ease.

"Let's go." In a blink of an eye, Tsuruga Lian took out her coat from inside, and he looked down at Nana Hanama's swollen feet, "My car is parked at the back, it's relatively close, let's try to walk."

"Oh." Nana Hanama nodded, "Remember to stop by Ginza later, I'm going in to buy a new pair of shoes."

"understood."

"That's right, there's also, remember to stop at the hair salon that the crew often uses, I'm going to get my hair done and make up!"

Nana Hanama became more and more confident.

"..."

******

Nana Hanama has always had no idea about her makeup and clothes. Even now that she is a star, she still thinks that the clothes all look the same, anyway, they are just for others to see ==

In other words, Nana Hanama's aesthetics have been eaten by herself.

As for the cosmetics, anyway, they are applied to the face, and after layer by layer, it becomes like armor, and then she can go out and kill those reporters without leaving any armor!

Oh yeah!

The sad thing is that Keiko Midorima is not here today. Nana’s royal stylist seemed extremely uncomfortable without Keiko’s command. She changed several clothes in a row. Jian Nana herself felt dissatisfied.

Nana grabbed the fabric on her body, called Keiko who saw the photos of the clothes she tried on just now, and complained: "Keiko, did this stylist quarrel with his wife... His skills are too low today It's..."

Keiko Midorima thought for a while: "Are you there alone?"

"How is that possible!" Nana froze, wagging her tail, "Today, I turned my quarrel with the enemy into friendship, and my magnanimity gave the enemy a chance to send me to the press conference!"

"...You just said that Tsuruga Lian is here?" Keiko resisted the urge to give her a shock.

"Yes."

"That's easy, ask him to be your adviser and communicate with the stylist. He has seen more female stars than you have worn, so let's do it!" Keiko Midorima seemed very relieved to Nana. The order was issued, "Anyway, you also said that you turned hostility into friendship, hang up, I'm going to work, you should come over through the back door for my mother earlier."

"Hello! Hello?!..."

Keiko Midorima, you big-tailed wolf!

Huajian Nanai took back the phone helplessly, stared at the sky silently for a long while, and then looked at the dress and makeup that she was too embarrassed to wear, and walked over to the place where Tsuruga Lian was waiting with ink stains.

Tsuruga Ren was already ready to wait for Nana in the hall, waiting and waiting, suddenly felt a chill behind him, he subconsciously turned around, Hanana Nana stood behind him like a ghost.

He was startled for a moment, and took a step back: "Why are you wearing such weird makeup today?"

Nana sat down on the stool next to her, "Keiko always S|M my stylist, she's not here today, so my stylist is gone..."

Tsuruga Ren found that she had completely adapted to Nana Hanama's convulsive thinking, and responded quickly to her words: "Then you will go to the press conference like this?"

"How is it possible... Isn't this the same as going out to commit suicide... Others think I can't think about it ==" Nana Huajian thought for a while with her head down and her chin in her hands, and then put her hands together in the shape of Xizi holding a heart,

"Tsuruga-kun, Keiko said that you have seen more women than I have worn clothes! I will ask you to consult with the stylist about my makeup and outfit today!"

… Tsuruga Ren found out that she was wrong again. Facts have proved that Nana Hanama's convulsions have always been unscrupulous and has no lower limit, and she likes to sell her teammates.

"Forget it... I'll go and see the clothes with your stylist, you come here."

Just as Nana Hanama was walking in the direction of the stylist behind Tsuruga Ren with an expression of "you're done", her royal stylist suddenly ran out to find her.

"Miss Huajian, where have you been?"

Nana shrugged: "I'm looking for a staff officer, I'm too embarrassed to go out with the makeup you painted on me today with your amazing eyes..."

"No, no, no!" The stylist came over and pulled her with a happy face, "Come in with me, the Akashi Zaibatsu has sent a special stylist and consultant team from the United States, and they will take care of your makeup and clothes today , this is world-class."

Nana's originally relaxed expression suddenly froze, she was stunned, and looked at the stylist with a surprised face: "Akashi Zaibatsu?"

"Yes, Miss Hanama, it seems that Akashi-kun really loves you." The stylist opened the curtain of the dressing room, "Please."

Tsuruga Ren noticed Nana Hanama who seemed to be changing color beside him, and suddenly felt a little strange, he said to Nana: "If you really don't like it... it's actually quite good."

Nana Hanama stood like that for a long time, and suddenly came to her senses: "Hey, why don't you use the expert makeup team sent by the United States? It's not for nothing." I won’t be with you, Tsuruga-kun, but thank you very much.”

She stepped inside.

Tsuruga Lian looked in through the curtain, and it was really an expert from abroad, wearing specially-made clothes, and there were even engravings on the clothes, which looked like a person's name from a distance.

He thought he should know the word, Akashi Seijuro.

Well, it's Nana Hanama's business anyway, why does he care so much?Now it is much easier not to have him as a staff officer. He folded his hands and prepared to go back outside to wait for Nana Huajian. After walking a few steps, he heard the phone ringing: "Moses, Moses."

"Lian, where are you?"

It's Shakoichi.

Tsuruga Ren began answering various phone calls this morning and received a headache. He breathed a sigh of relief: "In terms of styling, Nana Hanama's makeup has not yet been decided."

"Well, do you want to wait for her to come with you?"

Tsuruga Lian looked in the quiet dressing room, and murmured: "Well, she doesn't look very good, I'll wait for her."

******

Nana Hanama is really not very good.

Since Akashi Seijuro left here to discuss cooperation in the United States, she felt that she was actually much more relaxed. She no longer had to remind herself every day to look at people's faces and live as if she was dependent on others.

...Although, such thoughts are purely her own hypocrisy ==

She has short hands and short mouth, she took so many things from Akashi Seijuro, at least she has to pay some rewards Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Nana herself felt that, if she used a popular phrase, Akashi Seijuro was her veritable benefactor, and she was the clown who was promoted.

The clown seemed to be bound by the master with thin threads, and she had to move wherever the master asked her to move.

And leaving Akashi, she felt like the frog at the bottom of the well, finally climbed up and saw the vastness of the sky.

But today, the styling team undoubtedly told her again that in fact her every move is in the eyes of Akashi Seijuro.

Her happiness, joy, joy, sorrow, pain, cunning, self-righteousness, self-righteousness...

But Nana Huajian found that she actually didn't care about these things anymore. After the initial surprise and desolation passed away, and after Mr. Jiecao was slowly picked up and eaten by herself, she felt that there was nothing wrong with it. .

Sure enough, a decadent life makes people fall ==

Alas, she is already like this anyway, so let it continue like this, no matter what others say, no matter how cruelly Akashi Seijuro will abandon her in the end.

all in all!

Before being abandoned...she must ask Akashi Seijuro for enough money for the rest of her life!

After all, what she betrayed was her passionate youth!One person and several youths!Money is hard to buy, there is wood!

Nana Hanama was thinking hard in her heart.

So, Nana, who lost her integrity, once again used her specialty of healing small cute creatures, and quickly repaired her broken glass heart with three-second glue.

******

"Miss Huajian, you've already put on your makeup. You really suit this kind of outfit." A blond beauty moved away from the mirror with a smile.

"The clothes on your body were specially ordered by Akashi-kun from Queen Street in Paris, France. At that time, many people wanted to find Mr. Mo there to order clothes. Akashi-kun jumped in the queue because of his old friend relationship with Mr. Mo. I don’t know how many girls’ hearts have been broken. You see, there is also the lettering of Queen Street here.”

Nana Hanama didn't see how expensive the dress was, but she saw Seijuro Akashi's name engraved on the dress, and at the neckline, there was a red gold inlay engraving.

"Those who don't know will think that this dress belongs to Akashi Seijuro." Nana straightened the neckline and complained silently in a low voice.

So it was instantly cold.

"Hey, I didn't mean to say that, and I didn't care about anything. Don't make such a masochistic expression." Realizing that what she said was ambiguous, Nana Hanama narrowed her eyes and rubbed her chin, and turned around in front of the mirror again. Circle, "It looks good, Ann, anyway, I don't own anything now...and Akashi Seijuro will definitely not be able to wear this dress!"

The place became even colder, and Nana seemed to be able to hear the sound of cold sweat dripping on the ground.

...Is she so chilling?==

...Obviously her fans are very enthusiastic when they see her, as if they want to pounce on her ==

She felt that she and these foreign stylists must have no common language at all, and finally thought for a long time and asked: "By the way, Akashi Seijuro probably heard about my news this time, what did he say?"

The stylists looked at each other, and finally one of them stood up and replied reluctantly: "Master Akashi doesn't know about this, we are the stylist team that the master told you to follow Ms. It's just needed..."

"Is it like this?" Nana Hanama raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, it is."

"Well, let me just treat it like this. Anyway, you don't plan to communicate with me properly, so I won't communicate with you either!" Nana turned around and went out with her skirt in hand, "Let's go, let's go to kill Those reporters and the stupid cocky guys out there!"

Tsuruga Ren suddenly sneezed.

******

At the same time, the night in California, USA.

"Master Akashi, the special styling team has already passed, do you want to continue to send people to follow Ms. Hanama..."

The man who was looking at the document clasped his fingers slightly on the table: "Keep following."

"Yes, but young master, don't you say that you want Miss Huajian to come this time... Please?" Tommy was a little puzzled, but he was too embarrassed to speak too bluntly.

His young master has always had a strong desire to possess and control, and his method of doing things is ruthless and ruthless.

...Why did you get a discount when you went to Hanana Nana!

"It's very simple, I changed my mind." Akashi curled his lips slightly, "Anyone else want to gossip?"

"No, no, no, the boss is bothering you, I'm going out!" Tommy looked at his expression immediately and ordered, then closed the door like a fly and went out.

Akashi Seijuro was the only one left in the huge office.

He took his personal mobile phone that had never rang since he came to California, except for calls from his parents and Huang Lai, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Nana Hanama, you are really courageous.

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