Bo Jinghan's royal makeup artist is not small in the circle, and his temper is ...... It's even smaller.

All the assistants, those are all first-class good hands in his eccentric temper. As soon as he heard what he said, he immediately took action over there, completely treating Qiao Xin as a porcelain doll that needed to be carefully depicted and maintained, dragging it to the unfolded dressing table, and getting busy in an orderly manner.

Occasionally, someone may hesitate a little, but as long as he thinks that there are still a pair of eyes behind him watching his every move, that person does not dare to hesitate to continue the work at hand.

Seeing Qiao Xin, who was still very pure just now, between the joint efforts of everyone, she transformed into a beautiful and famous lady.

The royal makeup artist looked up and down, didn't speak, just raised his eyebrows, snapped his fingers, and turned to leave.

The assistants around Qiao Xin all sighed in unison.

The heart that was originally hanging has finally settled down.

They exchanged looks with each other, and someone moved first, packing up the toolboxes one by one, leaving only a little girl who hadn't intervened much before, the same age as Qiao Xin, whispered a few words in her ear, and left one after another.

The door opened, closed and opened.

It wasn't until she quieted down that Qiao Xin, who was standing in front of a dressing mirror, came back to her senses.

She looked at the doorway, and then at the girl who was half-crouched beside her, arranging her skirt.

After hesitating for a while, he spoke: "Which one...... What just happened? ”

"Whew-"

The little girl with a stiff face suddenly smiled coldly.

But just for a moment, she immediately reached out to cover her mouth, stopping the delicate laughter under her palm.

When she put down her hand, she smiled a little apologetically at Qiao Xin and politely: "I'm sorry, did I scare you just now?" ”

"No, it's just a little confusing...... Huh? You can speak Chinese! ”

The doll-like girl in front of her speaks Chinese very fluently. This made Qiao Xin stunned, and a touch of surprise crossed her eyes.

The girl shrugged disappreciatively: "I have half the same blood as you, why not?" ”

After speaking, the girl blinked playfully, but her feelings were much more relaxed than before.

And Qiao Xin also felt the extra closeness in her, and looked at her with a smile. After looking up and down, he turned his head to look at Yun Chunxi, who was lying on the side, not knowing what was on his mind, and had not spoken for a long time.

"Sister Xi, come and see, am I qualified as a bridesmaid? Is there a bit of mature charm, it won't embarrass Sister Bo! ”

"Don't worry, you can't be ashamed. Anyway, she is the protagonist today, and others are watching her, even if you appear in a rag, it won't cause much of a sensation. Calm down, calm down......"

Yun Chunxi squinted at Qiao Xin, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his mouth was very jokingly ridiculous.

This made Qiao Xin's eyes widen unhappily, and she started a new round of bickering with her again.

The girl who provoked the side couldn't help but smile again.

The crisp laughter made the two people who were fighting stop at the same time and turned their eyes to her.

Feeling the gaze, the girl subconsciously suppressed her voice, looked at the two people in front of her in a slight daze, and twitched the corners of her mouth a few times before she evoked a standard light smile in her efforts.

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