63. Cocktail party
"It's so pretty!" Zhang Xiaoke couldn't help but say.
"Really, it's good-looking!" Han Shifei stood not far away and looked at her.
Zhang Xiaoke saw Han Shifei standing behind him in the mirror, he looked at himself with bright eyes, so focused.
"Do I wear this at night?" Zhang Xiaoke was still not sure.
"Of course! Very good! Han Shifei walked over and patted her on the shoulder, "You're already perfect." I'm the one who needs to be prepared. ”
Han Shifei turned around and walked back to his room.
Zhang Xiaoke went back to the bedroom to change into pajamas, and she was still in good spirits just now, she immediately changed to another person, she folded the cheongsam and put it back in the baggage. found that there was a receipt in the bag, Zhang Xiaoke looked at it fixedly, and immediately widened his eyes.
8000 pieces?
Crazy.
Didn't you say that acquaintances had discounts? Isn't that part of the research funding? So expensive?
Zhang Xiaoke took the receipt and knocked on the door, "Han is wrong!" This dress is 8000 yuan? ”
Han Shifei was trying on a tie, wearing a powder blue shirt and a plaid tie, his hair was a little messy, revealing a bit of decadence.
Zhang Xiaoke is in formal control, especially this feeling of being a little yuppie, has become a nymphomaniac.
"What?" Han asked.
"Ahh Zhang Xiaoke came back to his senses, "Cheongsam 8,000 yuan!" ”
"What's wrong?"
"A subject is 100,000 yuan, and a cheongsam is 8,000?" Zhang Xiaoke can't count this account, and he feels so wronged.
"The subject is 100,000 euros!" Han Shifei didn't understand what Zhang Xiaoke was entangled, "I gave you this dress, you can't buy a Burberry windbreaker for tens of thousands?" What happened to a well-made cheongsam 8000? ”
"......" Zhang Xiaoke didn't know how to refute.
"Do you like it?" Han Shifei then asked.
"I like it, but ......"
"If you like it, there's nothing to do!" Han Shifei said, "I'm going to try on trousers, do you want to observe?" ”
"Nasty! You man! Zhang Xiaoke snorted and went back.
8,000 yuan of clothes, your most expensive clothes, you must cherish it.
At around six o'clock in the evening, Zhang Xiaoke began to be in a daze with himself. What to do, what to do, what to do. The clothes are fine, the shoes are there, and the hair is not to be dealt with, but what about the face, what about the face?
I have cosmetics, and I bought a set of eyeshadow, eyeliner, or something after I just went to research, but I tried it once and didn't use it again. I still think that putting a pen in my eyes and drawing a line is a super scary thing.
"Xiao Ke, isn't it?" Han knocks on the door.
"Come in!" Zhang Xiaoke said dejectedly.
"What's wrong?" Han Shifei was wearing a black suit with a purple tie and thin gold threads, which matched his cheongsam very well.
"Hey, your tie is like my cheongsam."
Han Shifei pursed his lips and smiled, "Are you ready?" ”
"I don't know how to wear makeup!" Zhang Xiaoke hung his head, "But it's not good to go without makeup, right?" I just put on foundation. ”
"It's not quite right." Han Shifei glanced at the makeup bag on the computer desk. "I'll help you."
"Will you?"
Han Shifei smiled, "When I was abroad, there were often such activities, and men would put on a little makeup in order to look energetic." So it will be a little. ”
Han Shifei moved a chair and sat down, staring at Zhang Xiaoke.
"Have you ever made a girl?" Zhang Xiaoke felt that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing.
"You're the first." Han Shifei said, "Don't talk now." ”
He looked at the eyeshadow, picked it up and brushed it with a dark brown color, "Close your eyes". Zhang Xiaoke felt the small brush brush on his eyelids.
"Open your eyes!"
I don't know if it's because I have closed my eyes for too long, or because I took off my glasses, Zhang Xiaoke feels that the Han right and wrong in front of him are very blurry, and it is difficult to see him clearly.
"Close your eyes again." Han Shifei said gently, "I won't put eyeliner on you, you wear glasses, I'll put some black on you." ”
The little brush brushed up again.
"Blush and lipstick, you can do it yourself." Han Shifei said, "Open your eyes! Han Shifei looked at it, "Okay." Don't make the blush too strong, make the lipstick a little bigger, and then bring a makeup bag to make up in case the makeup is spent. ”
Zhang Xiaoke put on his glasses and looked at himself, or not to say that the eyes are the most important, as soon as the eyes are flowered, he will immediately be energetic. Zhang Xiaoke doesn't blush, but just picks a lipstick.
Zhang Xiaoke carried a bag with one hand, looked at it again from beginning to end, and looked at Han Shifei, "Okay?" ”
Han Shifei shook the car key, "Get in the car!" ”
Zhang Xiaoke was very nervous sitting in the car, and always felt that he was going to the execution ground. A pair of hands tugging back and forth at the bag.
Han Shifei glanced at her, operated the steering wheel with one hand, but grabbed Zhang Xiaoke's nervous hand with the other, "It's okay, there is me." ”
Han Shifei's hand was big, and the temperature from the palm made Zhang Xiaoke's nervous heart calm down a lot just now.
Han Shifei parked the car at the main entrance, handed over the key to the doorman, and pulled Zhang Xiaoke down by himself. Zhang Xiaoke took a deep breath and walked into the hall with Han Shifei.
"You're here!" Liu Yu walked over in a red fishtail skirt, "Xiaoke, you are so beautiful." ”
"Thank you!" Zhang Xiaoke said embarrassedly.
"Where's Lisheng?" Han asked.
"I invited a few friends from the political circles, and he went to socialize." Liu Yu looked towards the door, "You two are free, I'll go and greet friends." ”
Han Shifei took two glasses of red wine and said to Xiao Ke: "Are you going to go around by yourself, or are you going to stay with me all the time?" ”
"I'm going to find dessert."
"Okay, I'll get to you later." Han Shifei chatted with others with a wine glass.
Zhang Xiaoke loves desserts very much, she looks at the plates of delicacies in the dessert area, and is considering which one she should eat.
"Recommend Opera. Authentic France, with aromas of coffee and chocolate on each of the six floors. ”
"Thank you!" Zhang Xiaoke looked at the man in a traditional suit and vest next to him, who should be a lot older than himself, and had the charm of a mature man, which should be the uncle type everyone said.
"Hello, my name is Huo Qingshan."
"My name is Zhang Xiaoke."
"Are you here with a friend?"
"That's right! He went to socialize. Zhang Xiaoke picked up a piece of Opera and put it in his mouth, "Well, it's really delicious." ”
"Your cheongsam is beautiful." Huo Qingshan praised.
"It was made by an old store recommended by a friend." Zhang Xiao doesn't know much about socializing, he can only say one thing.
"What do you do?" Huo Qingshan seemed to be very interested in Zhang Xiaoke, "I don't seem to have seen you before." ”
"It's the first time I've been on an occasion like this, and I'm still a student." Zhang Xiaoke replied, "Liu Yu invited me to participate." ”
"It turned out to be a good friend of the proprietress . Huo Qingshan laughed heartily, "I can't complain about being so funny." ”