"From start to finish, you didn't order. Does it mean that all customers come into the restaurant to eat a set meal? ”

Wang Chengyou slapped his forehead briskly: "One hundred secrets." ”

The two of them exchanged a few words about lunch and walked out of the suspended room in parallel. Before going out, Mo Yan was finally able to bravely say to the person who was lying on the ground to help her put on her shoes, "No, I prefer to come by myself."

From the time he came and went, it was only about an hour and a half, but Mo Yan felt that his heart had changed.

Wang Chengyou never commented on her, but when he saw her in good spirits at this time, he just thought that she had an interesting meal and was in a happy mood. The two of them walked leisurely, and soon walked to the Meisha Modeling Club between the two houses. Exactly, 1 o'clock.

Meisha is really professional in modeling, at least the assembly line operation, perfect connection. Methodically wash your hair, blow dry, change your clothes, apply makeup, put on accessories, and perfect the details. Mo Yan was delivered from one person to another. The people in the mirror are becoming more and more strange and more refined.

The stylist put a circle of what Mo Yan thought was a necklace on her head, hooked the veil on it, and slowly hung it down, revealing a pair of eyes that she had outlined with four kinds of pens.

At this point, everything stopped.

Mo Yan couldn't help but be secretly surprised: there is a pair of girls in the mirror who hook souls, is it really her?!

The chief stylist touched his chin and took a step back to look at her in a half-circle, and then, with a smile, he smiled with satisfaction. He landed his hands on Mo Yan's shoulders and gently pushed Mo Yan out of the single dressing room.

Anyone who accidentally saw her outside the door froze under their feet; Those who walked forward with inertia also forgot to take their eyes away from her, and did not realize their gaffe until they bumped into someone or a pillar.

If you want to talk about gaffes, it should be a young man with a beard on his face. He directly missed the ceramic cup in his hand. The crisp sound of the cup hitting the ground didn't bring back his attention, and he didn't even care that there might be fragments under his feet, and walked towards Mo Yan with his feet raised.

Mo Yan's heart was more unhappy than proud, and he looked around, looking for Wang Chengyou.

She has enough time to spend, is Wang Chengyou slower than her?

was anxious about finding it, and the bearded young man suddenly spoke: "Look good." ”

So, the tongue twisters of "good" Yin Ping (one sound) and Shang Sheng (three sounds) began again?

"Is that you?" Mo Yan was surprised. At first glance, she didn't recognize that the beard was Wang Chengyou!

Wang Chengyou raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it handsome out of the new sky?" ”

Mo Yan smiled. She couldn't help but reach out and touch the stubble. One by one is very clear, hard, and a little prickly. Because I know it's fake, it's extra cute in my eyes.

Wang Chengyou's body stiffened. How many naughty words, piled up on the tip of the tongue, but it is impossible to say it anymore. There was a hint of panic and helplessness in his eyes. It's just that Mo Yan looked at those beards with all his care...... It's obviously a beard, but I only see sexuality and no savagery, and the magical arrangement of troops.

"It's really European." After Mo Yan studied it carefully, he came to a conclusion.

Wang Chengyou sneered, and his cheeks turned rare red.

Mo Yan tilted her head and looked carefully, wondering if the face of the boy standing one step away from her was white and red, was it the reflection of red light in the room, or was it blush? She still wanted to reach out and touch it, but Wang Chengyou grabbed it: "Let's go." The voice was astringent and nervous, as if he was running away from something.

Mo Yan hurriedly followed.

In the afterglow, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a foreign girl with her clothes flying.

Bright white silk, one shoulder, a dense circle of folds on the arm bend, the folds reveal the lake blue high-gloss cloud silk, the sleeves are suddenly wide, and then closed at the wrist, both elegant and clean. The thin waist is ungraspable, tucked in a gold satin embroidered belt. On the premise of not being cumbersome, the skirt that wastes the fabric to the extreme is slanted from the thin waist and brushes the floor.

I couldn't see my shoes, I couldn't see my face, because I couldn't see the veil, and I could only see the big waves of hair echoing the beautiful and fried flying horns, and the fairy fluttering away like dust...... Wait, Veil!

Mo Yan suddenly stopped...... So, this is her?!

Suddenly his breath stopped.

Is this her?!

She turned to face the foreign girl. Sure enough, the foreign girl also turned around and faced her. It turned out that Meisha Modeling Club had mirrors on all walls.

Tears filled his eyes. She never knew and didn't dare to think that after dressing up, she would be so radiant.

A tall, straight, bearded young man walked over. He wore a turban scarf encrusted with large sapphires around his head, and a knee-length shoulder with a geometric pattern of royal blue embroidered gold filigree, draped over a white robe that was also corseted at the waist.

The young man and girl in the mirror are undoubtedly lovers. At least in terms of color.

"Who are we playing?" Mo Yan spoke like a dream.

"Arabian princesses and Arabian kings."

"Oh...... Father-daughter relationship. Mo Yan said in a trance.

Wang Chengyou: "?!" ”

Wang Chengyou, who was almost crying in anger, put his hand on his chest...... That is, when he saw the staff trotting after them with their clothes, he didn't start cleaning her up. Ever since he saw her beautiful appearance, he felt that his hands were itching. So by the way, I understand what a image the word "rubbing oil" is.

The service staff dressed them in coats, carried bags containing their changed clothes, and escorted them out of the clubhouse. Brother Zhang, who came out of nowhere, parked the car directly at the door of the club, and the staff put the bag containing the change of clothes into the trunk of the car. And they only need to walk three or five steps briskly to enter the warm car like spring.

The president's car sped all the way towards the suburbs.

Mo Yan lifted the veil and draped it on his head. When the reverse came, the small words in the car continued, and the two of them were a little silent at this time. Wang Chengyou pulled out a woolen blanket from under his seat: "Do you want to squint for a while?" ”

If it was Mo Yan in the past, he would definitely not dare to relax and sleep for a while. But Mo Yan is much bolder now. She learned to weigh in someone else's shoes without being taught. Clearly realize that regardless of whether Wang Chengyou has a motive to commit the crime, in terms of cost alone, it is also higher than when the two of them are alone indoors.

At that time, he didn't commit any offense against her, and at this time, in front of Brother Zhang and countless cameras on the road, he wouldn't do anything to her. There is still a distance from Nanmang Mountain, where Xu Qinglai's birthday party was held, and the car is warm, and she is happy to take a nap.

Wang Chengyou helped Mo Yan cover the blanket and helped her fill a U-shaped pillow around her neck. Mo Yan closed his eyes in satisfaction. When she opened her eyes again, she found that the car had stopped. And the driver's seat, is empty.

Mo Yan sat up straight, glanced at the saliva flowing on Wang Chengyou's shoulder, and looked out of the car, Brother Zhang was leaning against the car, smoking.

She's oversleeping!

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

Mo Yan secretly took his sleeve to wipe the dark marks on Wang Chengyou's shoulder.

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