Powder room.

When An Qian arrived, the stylist was styling Huo Shaoting's hair.

When the green silk poured down like a waterfall, with Huo Shaoting's demonic face reflected in the mirror, his skin was as white as snow, his lips were red and his teeth were white, he was really gorgeous......

Good, so beautiful!

Rao is accustomed to seeing all kinds of beauties in the world, and An Qian was amazed at this moment.

"Sister An? Where are you going? The makeup artist grabbed An Qian, who was about to walk towards Huo Shaoting.

"Huh? What did you just say? An Qian looked at the makeup artist beside him blankly.

Makeup Artist: "......"

"Sister An, sit down, I'm going to hurry up and help you put on makeup." The makeup artist said with mixed feelings.

"Okay." An Qian reluctantly looked in the direction of Huo Shaoting while responding.

Huo Shaoting quietly looked through the mirror to see An Qian's series of changes in expression from amazed to reluctant, and his eyes flashed invisibly.

The stylist who was pulling Huo Shaoting's hair couldn't help but chuckle after seeing An Qian's reaction: "This Miss An is very interesting." ”

Huo Shaoting didn't speak, but glanced in the direction where An Qian was in the mirror.

Seeing Huo Shaoting's reaction, the stylist seemed to understand something in his heart.

"No wonder you suddenly gave up on the independent powder room." The stylist said softly.

Hearing this, Huo Shaoting looked at An Qian's gaze for a moment.

In the next second, his cold gaze was directed towards a mouthy person reflected in the mirror.

Stylist: "......"

"I didn't say anything." Under Huo Shaoting's sharp gaze, the stylist confessed in less than three seconds.

Because it is a fairy tale drama, everyone's overall costumes are fairy-like, very beautiful and dreamy.

Fang Cai was amazed by Huo Shaoting, and now she was amazed by herself.

In front of the huge makeup mirror, An Qian opened a pair of big charming peach blossom eyes and looked at the fairy beauty in the mirror blankly.

She uncontrollably raised her hand to touch her face, as well as the cinnabar mole on her eyebrows.

"I always knew that I was born beautiful and difficult to give up, and the beauty was amazing......" An Qianyu said.

Hearing this, the makeup artist subconsciously looked at An Qian, and just when she thought An Qian was not going to praise her, An Qian's next sentence succeeded in making her almost burst out laughing.

"It wasn't until today that I finally realized that I had underestimated my beauty."

"Poof."

As soon as An Qian's words fell, a burst of laughter that was not big or small but just enough for everyone to hear.

Hearing this, An Qian subconsciously looked in the mirror, her makeup artist stiffened, and looked at An Qian's gaze blankly.

"I, I'm not smiling, it's not me." Makeup artist innocently said.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Another unfamiliar and familiar cough sound followed.

This time, An Qian accurately captured the culprit.

It's Huo Shaoting and his stylist!

It was Huo Shaoting who made a coughing sound, and it was his stylist who just laughed!

Facing An Qian's cold gaze, the stylist tried to raise a bright smile: "Hello Miss An, I'm Huo Shaoting's personal stylist Allen. ”

"What were you just laughing at?" An Qian looked at Alan seriously and asked.

"I ......" Alan didn't know how to answer for a while.

He can't really tell the truth, saying that he is laughing and narcissistic, right?

"Is it because of what I said?" An Qian's eyes locked on Alan and asked.

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