"Little beauty, come on..."Amy reached out to pull Xia Nanxing's hand.

Xia Nanxing dodged sideways.

Amy was stunned for a moment, then stood up straight as if nothing happened, and said with a smile: "The little beauty comes with me." ”

Xia Nanxing glanced at Yang Hongying, who was following beside him, and then silently followed behind Amy.

Amy takes Xia Nanxing to an isolated studio.

Located on the second floor, this studio covers an area of 100 square meters, with a row of tables and chairs on the north and south sides of the room, and a bright bust on the wall.

On the north side of the row of tables, there are all kinds of combs, clips, rubber bands, hair dryers, curly hair curls, and other tools.

On the south side, there is a row of tables with cosmetics from major international brands.

"Come on, little beauty, sit here," Amy pointed to a stool, "let's get our hair done first." ”

Xia Nanxing walked over and sat on the chair as she said, Amy immediately picked up the comb excitedly, stroked her long hair, her eyes lit up as if she had seen a treasure, and carefully combed it a few times.

Xia Nanxing's hair is very good, her hair has never been knotted, combed as if it is brushed from tender water, and her hair is cold and cold, giving Amy the illusion that she is really holding a fine silk horse.

"It would be a shame if such good hair was permed," Amy muttered, "or use physical curls, and don't let those chemicals ruin this beautiful hair." ”

After that, Amy picked up the scissors and began to repair Xia Nanxing's hair......

Yang Hongying sat on the sidelines and watched coldly, with absolute confidence in Amy's skills.

An hour later;

Amy looked at her masterpiece with obsession on her face, Xia Nanxing's soft straight waist long hair has become a big wavy curl at the moment, the arc is not large, but it is just right, soft and scattered on Xia Nanxing's shoulders, and occasionally naughty hair brushes Xia Nanxing's cheeks;

Black hair, white jade cheeks, black blacker, whiter whiter, as if there were only these two colors left in this world, such pure colors intertwined with each other to form the most beautiful face in the world.

Xia Nanxing, who has long vertical hair, has a temperament as cold as cold plum and proud snow, and long wavy hair seems to be a little more soft and arrogant.

Amy slapped excitedly, "Perfect!" ”

"How's that going, Mrs. Yang?" Amy asked Yang Hongying with a smile.

Yang Hongying chuckled, "Not bad." ”

Next is makeup, Amy asked Xia Nanxing to go to another chair and sit down, and take out all kinds of makeup.

"This doesn't work, it's too strong!"

"This doesn't work, it's too light."

"Oops, this one is too dark."

Amy took the trouble to choose the one that suited Xia Nanxing the most...

Amy said while drawing eyeliner for Xia Nanxing: "The little beauty's skin is so white, so tender and not suitable for heavy makeup, she will draw you old, just stop at the moment." ”

Xia Nanxing's eyes are round and big, especially at the end of the eyes, they are slightly raised, revealing a charm, and the black and white eyes make her a little more pure, plus she is still young, and her face is immature, which is really beautiful like a flower and bright like the sun.

Waiting for Amy to put on makeup, Xia Nanxing at this moment also looked at the person in the mirror in a daze, lightly swept the moth eyebrows, cinnabar lips, eyes like stars, and Yiren!

At this moment, Xia Nanxing is like a person in the painting who walked out of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River and the blue brick alley, just sitting there quietly, making the surroundings seem to lose color, and she is the only one left in the world.

At this moment, Yang Hongying's eyes also bloomed with a touch of greed and ambition, and it seemed that she had seen the glory and wealth she was about to get through Xia Nanxing!