Jiang Nuan's expression was a little tangled, he didn't expect him to be really naïve to this point.

If you think that in their village, only the dogs who are still playing with mud can compete with them.

She covered her lips with her right hand and said casually: "You are a good friend of my future fiancé, I believe that you will not attack me even if you have a bad character." ”

Since the last time he found out that Fu Shen was particularly concerned about this identity, Jiang Nuan would use this to block him if he had time or not, if nothing else, just for fun.

Lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, the expression on Fu Shen's face is not good-looking.

If he had the opportunity to come back, he vowed to strictly resist Jiang Nuan's big mouth and say that he was a friend of "Fu Shen", and would not spread rumors or believe rumors.

The sweat in the palms of his hands couldn't stop seeping out, Cheng Jiuwan inhaled and exhaled nervously, but his voice didn't dare to amplify, lest Fu Shen notice himself on the co-pilot.

He has been by Fu Shen's side for so long, except for seeing Fu Shen's rapid change of face at some business meetings, this is the first time he has seen him fall on a woman's head, and he fell again and again.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt how right it was to put down and go out on a date with his new girlfriend and come over to Fu Shen as a driver.

Not only can you eat melons happily, but this one is also ripe. If the two of them are together in the future, he will be the so-called witness, the more Cheng Jiuwei thinks about it, the more the smile on his face will ripple, if he didn't take care of the people in the car, he would have already screamed happily.

"Of course, after all, Fu Shenke is a very good person, and it is your blessing that you can be with him. With his tongue against his back molars, Fu Shen said word by word.

The expression on Jiang Nuan's face gradually cracked, how could he not think that Fu Shen could be shameless to this extent, boasting about himself and belittling her, is this something that people can do?

She wrinkled the tip of her nose, and the muscle textures on both sides of her nose formed two small brackets, looking cute and cute with an unrealistic coquettishness, "Hehe, I hope." ”

When he arrived at Pinghai Villa, Fu Shen asked Cheng Jiudui to bring Jiang Nuan in, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

He is young and promising, and anyone who sees it has to give a thumbs up and praise a young talent, from childhood to adulthood, women have rushed to his side one after another, trembling and complimenting, and he has to worry about when he will annoy him.

When did you fall so down that you were by a woman who was good for nothing but cuteness and a little bit of drawing?

Fu Shen gritted his teeth, but he still dialed the phone number.

Standing outside the door, once again dialing the number that had been pressed countless times, Fu Shen's expression was cold, and he secretly swore in his heart that if he didn't succeed this time, he would definitely go to the place where the other party was and pull him out of bed in person.

"Hey, this is Xu Jueyi, what's the matter with you?"

The phone was connected, and a lazy voice came from the other end, and it sounded as if the person had not woken up yet.

Fu Shen's eyes flashed, "Xu Jueyi, roll off your bed." ”

His voice was indifferent and ordinary, and he couldn't hear the slightest abnormality, but Xu Jueyi was stunned for most of the day and didn't come back to his senses.

Fu ...... Tutor...... Tutor...... Master?"

With a stammering shout, Fu Shen heard all kinds of strange voices coming from the other end, took the phone, and said after another two or three minutes: "Let your company's makeup artist team come to Pinghai Apartment." ”

Until he hung up the phone, Xu Jueyi was still confused about Fu Shen looking for his modeling team.

Isn't it such a trivial matter, why do you have to let him get out of bed?

Xu Jueyi, who had been calling all night and hadn't come back to his senses for half a day, muttered a few words speechlessly, slowly put away the phone, and didn't even take off his clothes. Lay down on his soft bed again.

Fu Shen waited too long in the villa, and after about ten minutes, the convening team under Xu Jueyi's company rang the doorbell.

"May I ask who is Miss Jiang?"

A few people dressed in fashion and with exquisite makeup for both men and women walked in.

Among them, a middle-aged man looks the most serious, wearing a Bulgari shirt and a dark brown suit, his face is not too obvious, ordinary, but there is a black stud earring on the left and right ears, forming his distinctive features.

Jiang Nuan was draped in a small blanket and stood up.

She glanced back at Fu Shen and found that the other party didn't mean to explain, so she had to say, "I am." ”

"Hello Miss Jiang, I will be in charge of your makeup next, let me introduce, I am Mao Lei. ”

His voice was unexpectedly good, and what surprised Jiang Nuan the most was his name-Mao Lei.

One of the most famous stylists in the world, he not only has a pair of hands that turn decay into magic, but also leads the Chinese people in the trend stage.

Although their fields are different, Jiang Nuan can often see his news when he wanders around the Internet.

He is the hand of God in the hearts of countless women, and many artists who make blockbusters do makeup under his hands, but a year ago he had chosen to semi-retire and opened a school specializing in teaching makeup.

Jiang Nuan guessed that the person Fu Shen invited to come over to shape her would not be unknown, but she didn't expect him to have such a big hand.

"Mr. Mao, I have admired the name for a long time. ”

took the initiative to stretch out his hand to show favor to the other party, Jiang Nuan's eyebrows and eyes bent, which made Mao Lei's eyes light up.

"Take them upstairs, preferably within two hours, go ahead. ”

Fu Shen's eyes did not fall on the pedestrian, he stared straight at the magazine in his hand, and suddenly gave instructions to Cheng Jiudui with an indifferent voice.

Jiang Nuan was already accustomed to his hot and cold style, so he didn't think much about it, picked up his skirt and followed Cheng Jiudui upstairs.

Downstairs, Fu Shen never turned a page of the magazine again.

All I thought about was why Jiang Nuan remembered an ordinary makeup artist, but she didn't know the looks and abilities of his future fiancé.

"Teacher Mao, next, please design the appropriate makeup for Miss Jiang according to this dress, you still have an hour and fifty-eight minutes, trouble. ”

Cheng Jiuwan naturally didn't dare to stay in the room and was blinded by Fu Shen, so he hurriedly left after explaining a few words.

In the center of the room was a dress worn on the model, Jiang Nuan couldn't help but step forward to touch it, and there was an unprecedented throbbing in his heart.

It's an emotion that rivals the pleasure of beating an opponent online.

Once again, she doubted how much Fu Shen had investigated her behind her back, otherwise how could she guess what she liked so accurately.

"Oh my God, it's just a work of art. ”

Behind her, Mauré and the rest of the staff let out the same exclamations.