And Sheng Jiuan also knows a common sense, that is, when ladies wear evening dresses, they don't wear underwear, they only choose invisible underwear, when he thinks of this scene, he can't help but be a little unable to control his reverie.

Sometimes, life is like that.

Ye Mengqiu turned around and saw Sheng Jiu'an standing in a daze, her saliva was about to flow out, her eyes were swollen with a squinting light, and her lips were slightly upturned, pulling up a shallow arc.

"I'll go to the lounge to rest for a while, and call me when you're okay."

After that, Ye Mengqiu glanced at Sheng Jiu'an and walked out.

Sitting on the luxurious sofa in the lounge, Ye Mengqiu rarely wanted to take out his mobile phone to watch the news, but when he took out his mobile phone from his bag, a fiery red maple leaf fell out from the back of his mobile phone.

Ye Mengqiu gently picked up the fiery red maple leaf.

Looking at this maple leaf, Ye Mengqiu's mind seemed to have drifted away, and unconsciously, the corners of her mouth pulled up a slight arc.

Such a beautiful view, but still no one has found it.

An Zhihe closed the door and patted the chair in front of her: "Come, sit here." ”

Now, with lonely men and widows in the same room, Sheng Jiu'an is still nervous in his heart, for fear that he will accidentally get into trouble, so he looks a little cowardly.

"Come here, what's the rub?" An Zhihe looked at the cowardly Sheng Jiu'an, so she shouted again.

"Don't rub, don't rub, how can a man just rub and not go in, I'll just come over." With that, Sheng Jiuan stood up and sat on the chair in front of An Zhihe.

Sheng Jiu'an, the old driver, drove a simple girl like An Zhihe, how could she understand. So I didn't care what he said.

When Su Rui sat down, his body was only about twenty centimeters away from An Zhihe, and the faint fragrance on An Zhihe's body moistened his nostrils.

Sheng Jiuan couldn't help but feel that his face was a little enthusiastic and jumped, and he sighed in his heart that he was really going to die, if he had a nosebleed, he would not be killed by this beauty's joke!

An Zhihe was very professional and began to put light makeup on Sheng Jiu'an, so that the distance between her and Sheng Jiu'an was closer, that is, ten centimeters.

Sheng Jiu'an smelled the fragrance that was getting closer and closer, only to feel that there seemed to be an evil fire rising inexplicably in his heart, and he hurriedly pinched his thigh with his hand before suppressing the evil fire.

An Zhihe was concentrating on trimming Sheng Jiu'an's eyebrows, where did she notice that this guy had already begun to be distracted.

"Hey, Sheng Jiu'an, why did you get a nosebleed?"

As soon as An Zhihe lowered his head, he happened to see Sheng Jiu'an, whose eyes were closed, bleeding from his nose, and even in the form of a squirt, and he was immediately startled.

"It's okay, don't panic, it's an old problem." Sheng Jiuan wiped it with his hand: "I am prone to nosebleeds when I see beautiful women." ”

"This mouth is really dishonest." An Zhihe smiled slightly, took out a tissue, and wiped Sheng Jiu'an carefully, so Sheng Jiu'an was almost dizzy by a dazzling light - this woman is really a superb!

I have always been clean and self-conscious, although the number of times I have done real work is almost none, but it is also the type that has not touched the leaves in the thousands of flowers, why is it that when I return to China, I see so many excellent women, I can't hold it?

Moreover, now it's not just a problem that can't be controlled, Sheng Jiu'an doesn't know when he has a habit of nosebleeds, which is too dangerous, if those guys in the Europa underground world send hot beauties to assassinate him, what if he gets a nosebleed during the battle? Then you'll be out of trouble!

An Zhihe simply wiped Sheng Jiu'an, and the bleeding had stopped.

There is a beautiful woman swaying beside her, Sheng Jiu'an's nostrils are always echoing with a vague aroma, which feels quite wonderful.

Top stylists are different, An Zhihe simply gave Sheng Jiu'an a few strokes of hair, and the whole person felt different from before, a flowing silver hair was made under her hands, and it became a man's style in minutes.

Sheng Jiu'an's eyebrows are very good, they belong to that kind of sword eyebrows, An Zhihe just shaved off a few messy eyebrows around, which immediately added a heroic spirit.

"The foundation is good, dress up a little, and he's really an out-and-out handsome guy." An Zhihe bent down and stood behind Sheng Jiu'an, examined his face from the mirror, and a rich smile floated in her eyes.

"That's natural, I'll eat with this face." Sheng Jiuan said with a wicked smile.

"Let's go, follow me to the locker room, and I'll pick you out some clothes." An Zhihe patted Sheng Jiu'an on the shoulder.

Every time he met this kind of open-minded woman, Sheng Jiu'an's aura weakened infinitely, and he followed An Zhihe out of the dressing room and came to a huge cloakroom.

In this cloakroom, there are countless designer dresses, almost all of which are handmade by top tailors, and any one is worth a lot of money.

What Sheng Jiu'an didn't know was that this cloakroom was a special area for An Zhihe, and she usually didn't bring guests here, even some customers with a very strong relationship couldn't try the clothes here, because these were her collections.

Some people like to collect stamps, some people like to collect antiques, and Ahn Zhiha likes to collect clothes, and it has reached the point of obsession.

If it weren't for the kind of friend who was extremely close to her, An Zhihe would never be willing to give others the clothes she had worked so hard to collect through many channels, but Sheng Jiu'an was just a man who met for the first time, how could An Zhihe bring him here?

"Here, try these things."

An Zhihe picked out a set of men's dresses and handed it to Sheng Jiu'an.

"Don't you have to look at the size?"

"As a top stylist, my eyes are rulers." An Zhihe said confidently.

"Oh, then we almost have this function in my eyes, but it's a pity that I can't vote." Sheng Jiuan said with a playful smile.

Sheng Jiu'an was about to change his clothes, but An Zhihe didn't have the slightest intention of walking away.

"Hey An Da Beauty, even if you are beautiful, you can't stare at me to change clothes." Sheng Jiu'an saw that An Zhihe was still standing here without the slightest intention of leaving, and said helplessly, "You don't have any special habits!" ”

"It's the duty of a top stylist, and besides, I'm not afraid, but you're shy, if I'm not here to watch, how do I know if your clothes fit?" Ahn Zhihe folded her hands around her chest and leaned against the door frame. At this point, she is very similar to Liu Motong's character in Maple Leaf Danlin.

"Then you don't have to stare at me to change clothes." Sheng Jiu'an's eyes glanced back and forth on An Zhihe's face, and said with a smile: "Could it be that you are interesting to me?" ”