"I'm really not that kind of person!"

Su Nuannuan couldn't help but be stunned, then laughed out loud and said, "Hahaha, why don't you tell me yourself? I didn't say anything to you."

Meng Xing said laughing and crying: "Who are you talking about?"

"That man... looked at me wrongly. Isn't it because I am ugly in the eyes of foreigners?"

"No, your eyes are very spiritual, your eyes are the windows of the soul. You can see through your eyes that your soul is beautiful... How can you be ugly? The more foreign a person is, the more you will feel that your eyes are beautiful... Unlike the aesthetics of Chinese people, they gradually tend toward those Internet celebrity faces... In fact, appearance is not as important as eyes, your eyes are very charming."

"No... Someone told me before that my appearance is not popular in the eyes of foreigners."

"It depends on what kind of foreigner."

“What about?”

"Black people should have an aesthetic view, which is more special."

"Puff, it's black people..."

"Then your friend didn't lie to you."

"What about other foreigners? Wouldn't it be?"
Chapter completed!