In the early morning of the next day, Xiaoyou, who was about to go out to work, was successfully blocked.

Mu Qing looked at her rather old-fashioned black suit, and then glanced at the old bag with some open lines inside, and he knew that this would happen.

pushed her back, calmly sat on the sofa in the living room, and whispered softly to a bewildered woman: "I won't go to work in the group today, I will change my clothes first, and I have a new task." ”

"New mission, what do you mean?" asked Xiaoyou, who had come back to his senses, softly.

Did she forget something? So the male god himself came to remind her? She really didn't know what was going on.

"Change your clothes first, it's not appropriate anywhere. Mu Qingwei said politely, seeing too much of someone's unkemptness, he couldn't hold back his anger a little.

She was momentarily sluggish, and then followed his instructions to go into the bedroom to change clothes and unload her undressed outfit.

Thinking about it, I still opened the wardrobe and took out a set of beige skirts that the male god had prepared in the past. If you don't put a little effort into your intuition, you probably won't be able to pass the test.

As for the bag, she didn't have the right one. If you can't use this one, you'll only have an eco-friendly bag left, but there's a new one.

Xiaoyou thought about it, and put the necessities such as the mobile phone into the newly purchased light green environmental protection bag, which had a kawaii bear on the surface, and the innocent image seemed to make fun of her inappropriateness.

However, there were no options, and she didn't bother with it anymore.

Although the price of eco-friendly bags is low, it has become a trend in the streets and alleys, because it is practical and the space is large enough.

She tidied up the mirror a little, and then appeared in the living room with this eco-friendly bag that she thought was acceptable.

Mu Dashao's clear gaze instantly fell on her, which seemed to make people have nothing to hide.

He looked at someone, dressed in a modest way at the moment, with a slightly casual hairstyle and light makeup.

It's just this bag, Mu Qing stared at it slightly, and after carefully distinguishing it, he knew that it was the kind of cloth bag, which many aunts would use to buy vegetables.

Of course, her style is relatively smaller, the style is quite refreshing, and it is not obtrusive when paired with beige clothes. In addition, it is brand new and can be clearly marked.

Mu Qing only groaned for a long time, then got up and took her hand and walked out the door.

When sitting in the co-pilot of this white Bentley, Xiaoyou was still in a trance.

These days, he consciously bypassed the male god, and now he has been beaten back to his original form. She felt that the world was really not too friendly, and she was afraid of anything.

The two drove to a top styling club in Nancheng, Xiaoyou had only heard of it and had never set foot here.

It's normal to think about it, and ordinary people are not willing to spend such a big price on their image.

Let her see so much RMB spent on styling, she should want to hit the wall.

Because she was accustomed to seeing children who were shrinking and dieting, such extravagant behavior seemed to her to be iniquity.

When Mu Dashao was about to take her into the door, Xiaoyou pulled the man's sleeve hard, approached him slightly and whispered, "Mu Shao, you can't enter here." ”

"Why?" he asked, with a vague guess.

"It's too expensive! Her crystal clear eyes looked at him like a fawn, and the anxiety was a little pitiful at this time.

He pulled her into the crook of his arm and whispered, "It's not something you should think about, someone wants to see you tonight." ”

Mu Da Shaoyun threw a small bomb lightly, which aroused her curiosity. "Who?"

It's just that the man ignored her, and only gave a simple order to the stylist he knew: "Design her a look suitable for meeting friends." ”

When Xiaoyou was brought into the room, she was still confused.

Why is she sitting here, who is she going to see at night?

Being so valued by the male god made her feel very nervous, and she was even more at a loss for the identity of this girlfriend.

It's a working day, is it really okay for them to do this?

Xiaoyou, who has always worked diligently, couldn't help but feel a little guilty in her heart, and it was really difficult for her to be happy with this kind of behavior of fishing during working hours.

But she was assigned by the boss to this point, she looked at the busy styling shop staff around her, and could only sigh helplessly.

It's certainly not appropriate to leave now, but who the hell are you going to see tonight?

She suddenly felt like a small commodity that she couldn't handle, and she was brought here by Mu Shao to transform, and she didn't know if she could become more decent.

Xiaoyou never wanted to cause trouble to him, since the male god wanted her to be more beautiful or have a better temperament, then she tried to cooperate. It's just how much you can do, but you don't have the final say.

In this regard, someone has always been very open-minded, if she really cares about everything, she should have become a white-haired old woman.

She looked down at the eco-friendly bag in her hand, which would probably be disliked.

"Who is this eco-friendly bag of yours?" the stylist seemed to misunderstand something, and asked a random question.

Xiaoyou thought about it, and replied honestly: "It's the kind of 30 yuan I bought in the supermarket." ”

As soon as the words fell, she obviously felt that the delicate hand resting on top of her head was slammed, obviously shocked.

After a few seconds, she resumed her movements and continued to comb her long hair.

Although she didn't have hair care and hair care, she was born with good hair quality, and the jet-black color was extremely smooth, the stylist nodded slightly in approval, and after confirming her face shape, she quickly cleaned it up.

Half an hour later, a half-pill hairstyle was freshly baked, and the small balls that were pulled up at the top of the hair made people a little playful, plus the softness of the hanging broken hair, her face was already delicate, so it really added a lot of points.

The male stylist with a feminine temperament behind him, after the final confirmation, began to study her plain face.

It should be said that the foundation is good, probably only because of politeness, I put on some light makeup, the skin is delicate and moisturized, and the whole is okay, after all, a young girl.

But today, since Mu Shao brought her here, it is still built according to professional standards.

No one asked the girl's opinion, and everyone was more concerned about the dissatisfaction of the eldest young master who was waiting outside.

Obviously, the little girl in front of him is not suitable for heavy makeup, so he will do some modifications appropriately. Within a moment, someone was much brighter than before.

Finally, the styling assistant pulls out a pleated dress from the penthouse and is covered in a rose print and cotton tulle for a high-end comfort. She was stunned at the first glance, this can't be worn on her, right?

Although she has always lived a poor life, she also knows that there is no such thing as a try-on for this global limited edition.

The clothes are light and beautiful, but Xiaoyou feels that the whole person is not good.

For fear of losing the face of the male god, she didn't refuse, but she really had palpitations, and at the moment she felt that she was not wearing clothes, but a bundle of money.

Who can save her? I can't afford it.

If it is repaid in the future, how long will it be returned?