Chapter Eighty-Three: People Rely on Clothes, and Buddha Depends on Gold

Zhang Xiaofeng was playing, simply put away his mobile phone, closed his eyes on the seat and rested for a while, but he took a nap, and Zhang Xiaochen closed his eyes the same, he was originally in good spirits, but later he also fell asleep, and the hairstylist reminded him many times that he saw that Zhang Xiaochen was still asleep, so he had to carefully style her hair.

Later, the makeup artist came and saw Zhang Xiaochen fall asleep, and he also felt a little embarrassed, and wanted to ask Tang Xiaofeng's opinion, and saw that Tang Xiaofeng was also asleep, but this didn't really stump them, after all, they had encountered many problems, and there were many more tricky ones than this, just this, it was a small problem.

They repaired Zhang Xiaochen's appearance, and then designed the eyebrow shape, etc., according to the previous Tang Xiaofeng's light makeup requirements to position, step by step, everything was carried out in an orderly manner, and Zhang Xiaochen slept very peacefully, without too much movement, which made them more relaxed, the only thing that made them a little worried was that if it didn't meet the intentions of the two "sleeping gods" in the end, I am afraid it would be a little difficult.

The sky is already dark, Zhang Xiaochen's transformation has been completed, the original long hair that was not too straight, at this moment, the ends of Zhang Xiaochen's butterfly bones have become wavy curls, dyed with sexy and charming burgundy, and then the color gradually overcome, back to black.

The makeup artist shook Zhang Xiaochen, but Zhang Xiaochen suddenly woke up as if he had been frightened, and his body twitched violently, startling the makeup artists on the side.

Zhang Xiaochen sat on the seat and looked left and right, stunned for a few seconds before realizing that he was now in the hair salon, knowing that he was out of shape, he exhaled heavily, and said to the makeup artist: "I'm sorry, I scared you." ”

Saying that Zhang Xiaochen habitually wanted to rub his face and wake himself up, the makeup artist quickly pressed Zhang Xiaochen's hand, and hurriedly said: "Miss, your outfit has just been painted, don't rub it with your hands, otherwise your outfit will be ruined, look at this look, are you still satisfied?"

Zhang Xiaochen looked at herself in the mirror this time, and felt a little pretty, her peach blossom lips and face were much whiter and tenderer, and what surprised her the most was the long hair, and she instantly felt that she had matured a lot.

And Tang Xiaofeng had already woken them up, he looked at Zhang Xiaochen's makeup, nodded with satisfaction, Zhang Xiaochen walked to him, and looked a little shy: "It's the first time for people, it feels a little awkward to look at, like this." ”

Tang Xiaofeng said: "Sure enough, people rely on clothes, and Buddha relies on gold clothes, such a little dress looks much better." ”

Tang Xiaofeng settled the account and left with Zhang Xiaochen, and then the two of them entered the shoe store again, and Tang Xiaofeng took Zhang Xiaochen to buy a pair of shoes.

Zhang Xiaochen, who wore high heels for the first time, was a little uncomfortable, and he accidentally crutches when walking several times, but fortunately, there were no crutches, so Tang Xiaofeng on the side had to pay attention to Zhang Xiaochen when walking, afraid that she would fall to the ground at any time, and Zhang Xiaochen's adaptability was also quite good, and he would soon be able to walk well.

Back and forth, Tang Xiaofeng took Zhang Xiaohuang to buy clothes, dress up, and buy shoes, which took nearly three hours, and then Tang Xiaofeng took Zhang Xiaochen into a restaurant.

After the two of them entered, they were quickly approached by the waiter, Tang Xiaofeng said the table number, and the waiter took them over, and after the two of them sat down, they soon delivered the meal that Tang Xiaofeng had ordered in advance.

The waiters delivered the dishes one after another, and soon there were seven or eight dishes on their tables.