Eyescontactlens Smoky Ⅲ Collection yearly natural color contact lenses

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Eyescontactlens Smoky Ⅲ Collection yearly natural color contact lenses, this smoke turns into a thousand strange shapes and colors, for a while, it is like a light curtain, floating in the air, for a while it seems to be selected from a censer and rises straight


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Place of Origin: Guangdong, China Brand Name: SEEYEYE
Model Number:

Smoky Ⅲ Collection

Lenses Color:

Sugar-gray、Malakite、Marble、Smokey、Latte、Tea

Using Cycle Periods: Yearly /Monthly Lenses Hardness: Soft
Diameter: 14.2mm Center Thickness: 0.08mm
Material: HEMA+NVP Water content: 38%-42%
Center Thickness: 0.08mm Base curve: 8.6 mm
Power: -0.00 Selling Units: Single item
Made in: Guangdong, China Tone: 2 tones
Colors: Picture shown Packing: Blister
Packaging Details: PP Expiry date: 5 years
Single package size: 7*8*1.2cm Single gross weight: 0.060 kg

Product Details

Eyescontactlens Smoky Ⅲ Collection yearly natural color contact lenses, this smoke turns into a thousand strange shapes and colors, for a while, it is like a light curtain, floating in the air, for a while it seems to be selected from a censer and rises straight, and for a while, it seems It turned into a big flag and fluttered in the wind above the chimney. The smoke from far and near, silk, strands, rolls, light, heavy, thick gray, light blue, and pale, gradually rose up and gradually disappeared in the still vigor. The fog gradually melted and gradually thinned. At the foot of the mountain, there was a faint breeze blowing, and the fog gauze was rolled up in a corner, revealing the blue sky, which was dazzlingly blue. Everything was wiped clean by the morning mist, how refreshing the air was. The soot wafts in the wind above the chimney, like a huge feather on a steel helmet, shining golden in the sun without the wind, the smoke rises like a white column frozen in the cold air, neither shaking nor moving . In the evening, the thin gauze mist in the mountains flutters in the gaps between the trees and grass, silently, like the curtains in front of the bed, making you want to fall asleep in its embrace. The gray-white cooking smoke and the gray twilight blended together, like a thin layer of cellophane covering the walls, roof ridges, and tree tops, making them looming and floating, with a somewhat wonderful atmosphere. Blue smoke curled up from the chimney of the house, and the light shadow slid across the snow, as if telling something.

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