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Chapter 469 Black Pearl Seduces Li Ji, Dailulu Gets Jealous Again
Lee Ki was almost asleep while waiting in front of the makeup table. He didn't expect being a rapper to be so troublesome, having to put on makeup before shooting a music video.

I don't understand what's so interesting about drawing black guys.

"We're shooting a music video, and there's a music festival in a couple of days. Do we have a song? So we'll shoot a music video and go to the music festival. I can't exactly go up there and sing 'The Rat Comes to Earth' for them, can I?"

Suddenly, a black hand slammed down in front of him.

"Makeup artist, you've finally arrived."

He turned his head and saw two huge black waves appearing brightly before his eyes.

"See no evil!"

He had just closed his eyes when he felt something warm sitting on his lap.

He quickly sprang to his feet and saw the black girl in a bikini lying on the ground, with two large, black, wavy mounds facing him.

He quickly covered his eyes.

"What do you want to do?"

The girl got up, frowning and looking annoyed: "I think you're very handsome and I want to get closer to you."

The words and tone were completely different; she was saying seductive things, but her tone carried the displeasure of being pushed down.

Li Ji knew that his dark leather outfit and gang affiliation were very attractive to the American "spirited young women."

But this is the company's dressing room, and people will be coming and going soon. The other person is wearing a bikini and exposing a lot of dark skin to seduce him, which is obviously inappropriate for the occasion.

He recognized her; she was the girl who had knocked on the door during the meeting and been chased away by Matata.

Looking at the other person's revealing clothing, which was almost unbearable to look at, he roughly made a deduction in his mind.

The other party must have seen that the four of them had influence in front of the boss and could freely choose their style, while they themselves were ordered to dress provocatively.

Western female celebrities using sex appeal to attract attention is an old trick; there are many examples of them sacrificing themselves for commercial gain. No one is born liking to show skin; they are all doing it to make money. If given a choice, who wouldn't want to be respectable?

She was definitely trying to curry favor with him and seek protection. If she were the girlfriend of the ruthless Blood Gang member, she wouldn't have been harassed by the boss.

"I'm not interested in you, but I can talk to the boss for you. I can't guarantee it will work."

The girl's eyes lit up: "Really? Thank you! You really aren't interested in me?"

"Absolutely not."

Li Ji was completely unmoved by this skin color.

"What's your name?"

“kiki”.

"I have a question: why are you unwilling to sell your body, but still try to seduce me with your looks?"

Kiki was taken aback. She stammered, "I'm a little confused. I just feel like I can conquer the audience with my music, and I don't want to dress like a prostitute. But I don't know what else I have to attract you besides my body."

You're so conflicted.

"Never mind, I'll tell Matata for you later."

"Thank you."

Kiki skipped and hopped away, taking the waves with her as they rose and fell.

Li Ji couldn't bear to look at it so suddenly.

After everyone left, he sent a message to Matata, mentioning the clothes to the girl named Kiki.

Matata responded politely, seemingly agreeing.

A moment later, Delulu and Milia appeared before him, dressed in two strange outfits.

The two were dressed in long Rococo gowns from the European court, the white hems of which appeared even more pristine against their dark skin.

The red dreadlocks draped over the fluffy shoulder pads looked particularly awkward.

If the Black Snow White left a psychological scar on Lee Ki by 9 points, then this European courtly Black gangster outfit left a shock on Lee Ki by 101 points.

"What the hell is this?"

Dailulu said smugly, "Unconventional, meow."

Lee Ki glanced down at his oversized jersey and then at the Rococo dresses worn by the two women.

"These two aren't even from the same dimension! Johnny, do you think that's right?"

The gay-looking designer, fidgeting with his fingers, exclaimed excitedly, "Yes, absolutely! This is art! Who says a rapper can't be a princess?" "Black people can be princesses too!"

Johnny's eyes widened: "That's racism! I forgot, you're Black too. I'm not good at history, but I think there must have been Black princesses in American history."

"Your history is really bad. Are you sure you'll be satisfied with this Matata set?"

Johnny rolled his eyes: "Who cares?"

Ten minutes later, when Matata saw the two black princesses on the music video set, he felt a wave of dizziness.

Behind them was a street-style set, with luxury cars, gasoline drums, graffiti walls, and extras dressed in a sleazy style.

In front of her were two Black medieval princesses!

Delulu pinched the super fluffy hem of her skirt and asked with a grin, "How is it? Does it look good, meow?"

Matata gritted her teeth, made up her mind, and decided to just consider it protection money for the Blood Gang.

"It's gorgeous, fucking gorgeous! It's such a fucking perfect match with this set!"

"That's good, meow."

Lee Ki, listening nearby, was worried that Matata would bite her teeth to pieces.

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Kiki excitedly returned to the dressing room, humming a little tune as she picked out clothes.

"Kiki, the boss said you don't need to wear that outfit anymore."

"Great!"

Kiki clutched the blue jersey in her hand, her lips curling into a wide smile.

That guy is really reliable. No wonder he's a street hustler; he's very loyal.

"You should wear this."

As Kiki turned around, a set of milky white lace lingerie came into view.

Although it has a bit more fabric than a bikini, it seems to have a more authentic feel to it.

She was stunned: "Can't I choose for myself?"

"You're dreaming. Hurry up and put it on, we're shooting a cover."

"it is good."

She clutched the bra, feeling a void in her heart.

Li Ji's face unconsciously surfaced in my mind.

"That hypocritical bastard deliberately humiliated me. He thinks I'm not attractive enough, so he's playing me like this! How despicable!"

"Hurry up! We're in a rush! What's that on your leg? It's disgusting, take it off right now."

Kiki looked down and saw strange purple slime on her thighs, and not only that, but also on her buttocks.

Laughter and meowing sounds came from outside the door.

Delulu and Milia returned to the dressing room with smiles after filming the music video, just in time to run into Kiki wiping her thigh.

They noticed with keen observation that the dark thighs and buttocks were covered in purple mucus.

A faint voice whispered in Dailulu's ear: "Class monitor, go, release the demons in your heart, and do what you want to do."

Delulu's lips twitched as she stared at the curvaceous black man in front of her. By Earth's standards of beauty, he would be considered sexy and hot.

But I never expected that Lee Ki would like this dark type, disgusting!

Dailulu gave a forced smile, her lips twitching incessantly as she tried to suppress her emotions.

Because she didn't figure out why she was angry.

She could almost see Li Ji holding the black pearl on his lap, groping her all over.

Her ears were already folding involuntarily, and a puff of warm breath slowly escaped from between her clenched teeth.

A devil's whisper reached her ear: "Class monitor, go, do what you want to do, heed the call of your heart."

(End of this chapter)