"It's Miss Chen Wan, Teacher Nemo is on the third floor, I'll take you up."

Nemo, the ace of this studio.

Qin Su recommended Song Wan to come here before, and told her that this stylist is very powerful and has first-class aesthetics.

If she can make an appointment with him, she will make an appointment with him.

Song Wan did make an appointment in advance, but was refused, saying that it was only for one person throughout the day.

Song Wan thought at the time that she would have such a big face that could make the stylist stay for her all day.

I didn't expect it to be Chen Wan.

The studio has a total of four floors, and Song Wan sits on the second floor, which happens to be the first place to enter the stairs.

When Chen Wan came up, she saw her very easily.

The two are familiar with each other, and even their backs can be recognized at a glance.

"Evening, it turns out that you attended tonight's charity dinner."

Chen Wan walked over and was quite surprised, "Uncle Jiang said before that you wouldn't want to go." ”

What annoys Song Wan the most?

It's that she wants to talk to some people, even if they meet, just like strangers, ignoring each other.

However, reality is always the opposite.

"I'm going to dinner, what's the problem?" Song Wan asked Chen Wan rhetorically, very cold.

Chen Wan smiled, "Of course it's no problem, I'm just looking forward to seeing you at the dinner." ”

Song Wan didn't react, Chen Wan said, "Then don't bother you, I'll go up first." ”

As soon as Chen Wan left, the stylist who modeled Song Wan said, "It turns out that you know Miss Chen." ”

He said, "Miss Chen is quite famous in the painting industry. ”

Song Wan said "um", closed her eyes and stopped talking.

The stylist saw that Song Wan didn't want to chat, so he stopped talking and focused on styling her.

The makeup is lightened, Song Wan's temperament and facial features are more suitable for light face, sweeping Emei, lightening red lips, clear and transparent makeup, with simple black long straight.

Pure and cold.

"It's beautiful."

The stylist looked at the finished product in the mirror and couldn't help but marvel.

He feels that this is his most successful work of the year.

For stylists, whether the makeup is good or not depends not only on their skills and aesthetics, but also on the customer's foundation.

For some people, the simplest makeup looks can achieve the most perfect results.

"Do you want to change into a dress now?"

Song Wan glanced at the time, and before she knew it, three hours had passed, and it was now seven o'clock.

The charity dinner will start at 8 o'clock.

There is a distance from here, Qin Su will come to see her over after work, and before entering the banquet hall, Old Man Jiang will see her.

Song Wan first asked Qin Su if he was here.

Qin Su said that he was on the way.

Song Wan said to the stylist, "I'll change it first." ”

"Okay." The stylist made a gesture of invitation to Song Wan, "Miss Song, this side of the changing area." ”

At the same time that Song Wan entered the locker room, a car stopped downstairs in the studio.

The red supercar with a convertible is very sassy in color.

The man sitting in the car didn't get out of the car, put his hand on the car door and made a phone call, "When is it good?" ”

Half an hour to get an answer.

Lu Sheng picked up his mobile phone and started the game boringly.

The fight is in full swing, and the door of the studio is being opened from the inside out.

As soon as Song Wan walked out, he heard Qin Su's exaggerated shout, "Wanwan, here." ”

Song Wan followed the voice and looked over, and the first thing she saw was not Qin Su, but Lu Sheng in a suit and leather shoes, who looked like a dog.

Also attracted by Qin Su's deliberately raised voice, Lu Sheng raised his head, and when his gaze fell to the door of the studio, he froze.

The golden-gray sundress was worn on Song Wan's body, which was too beautiful.

It is clearly the simplest style, but the neck, the shoulder, the waist, the legs... Eye-catching everywhere.

Especially, those thin white legs.

Lu Sheng, who was watching, frowned, why didn't he find that this skirt had such a high slit last night?

"Wanwan, you're really beautiful."

Probably a little afraid of being cut off, Qin Su deliberately ran up and grabbed Song Wan's arm.

After holding it up, he deliberately glanced at Lu Sheng over there, and amplified his voice, "Let's (this chapter is not finished!) )

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We have to hurry up and get in the car, there are a lot of hooligans on this road, I wonder if there will be some bandits who will rob the beautiful woman and smash my car window. ”

It's clear that it's for Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng pulled his lips, feeling sorry for his "bandit" title if he didn't do anything, so he pushed the door and got out of the car.

Qin Su's car was parked on Lu Sheng's side, and as soon as he got out of the car, he just blocked in front of the two of them. new

didn't look at Qin Su, Lu Sheng's eyes fell unceremoniously on Song Wan, blatantly scanning up and down.

Song Wan gave him enough time.

After Lu Sheng finally fixed his gaze on her face, Song Wan said, "Enough of it?" ”

"Not enough!"

Lu Sheng frowned.

He tasted it just now, and it was really good.

When he thought that Song Wan dressed like this to go to a charity dinner, he didn't know how many hungry wolves he had to attract, and he was unhappy.

"Dressed like this, are you going to do charity or fishing for men?"

The emotions were undisguised, and Lu Sheng was silent.

This tone --

Qin Su was speechless, but Song Wan smiled calmly, she was used to it.

"I can't do it with both hands."

Song Wan was serious, "These two things don't conflict, right?" ”

"Yes!"

Qin Suhui's sonorous and powerful.

As soon as the two sang and harmonized, Lu Sheng was angry, and Chen Wan happened to come out of the studio, and when she saw this scene, she shouted, "Ah Sheng." ”

Hearing the voice, Lu Sheng frowned, looking a little annoyed.

Song Wan reminded lightly, "Your female companion is out." ”

"I don't need you to remind me, I have ears." Lu Sheng didn't appreciate it, and warned Song Wan viciously after speaking, "Put away your careful thoughts tonight, don't mess with me." ”

Putting down the cruel words, the man turned and left.

When Qin Su pulled Song Wan to the car, he complained frantically, "What kind of scumbag dog is this, he is left and right, and he is still in charge of you, Wanwan, you must not listen to him, the dinner party is full of high-quality men, one catches one accurate, don't let it go." ”

A good charity dinner became Diaoyutai.

But how could she have that mind tonight, on Old Man Jiang's side, she didn't know what he was going to do, and she had to guard against what small moves the father and son made all night.

Qin Su and Song Wan drove first.

On the other side, Chen Wan, who was wearing an ivory white dress, got into the car and asked Lu Sheng, "What did you just say, why do you see that your face is not good-looking?" ”

"Is there one?"

Lu Sheng did not admit it.

Chen Wan didn't have a position to ask, but said, "I saw it from a distance just now, I thought you were quarreling with Wanwan." ”

"What am I arguing with her?"

He's a threat at best, tell her to be honest.

Hearing Lu Sheng say this, Chen Wan felt a little more comfortable, she didn't want Lu Sheng and Song Wan to be too familiar or too communicative.

"You're almost done painting the walls of Qiushuitai, aren't you?"

Lu Sheng drove the car with an "um" sound.

Without the wall painting, the two will not have any other contact in the future, Chen Wan put her heart at ease, and only then did she have the interest to ask Lu Sheng, "Do I look good today?" ”

Lu Sheng was quite perfunctory, "It's good-looking." ”

"You didn't even look at it." Chen Wan pretended to be angry.

Just at the traffic light, Lu Sheng stopped the car, looked at Chen Wan seriously on the side and said, "This color doesn't show you white." ”

"Let you boast, why did you provoke a thorn."

When Lu Sheng said this, Chen Wan was in a bad mood in an instant.

Lu Sheng didn't pay attention at all, his mind was full of Song Wan's thin white legs, and the more he thought about it, the more his face sank.

Chapter 97: Eye-catching