【087】A man in a mask
An Nuan stood in front of the mirror.
The already slender body looks more and more beautiful against the backdrop of the dress.
Even the costumers were shocked.
The design of a fishtail like this is very demanding on the figure, especially the waist, and no trace of fat is allowed.
The girl in front of her held her waist and limbs, as if she could grasp it with one hand.
This dress is simply made for her.
"Miss An, you are so beautiful!"
An Nuanqiao blushed and smiled very gently.
"If we wear a wedding dress, we must be the most beautiful bride in the world." An Ran looked at it, and couldn't help but think of her wearing a wedding dress.
She and Fu Yunshen did not hold a wedding, and An Ran, as an older sister, felt some regret for her sister.
"That's it, I must let Fu Yunshen make up for it when I go back, otherwise, I won't spare him."
An Nuan is also looking forward to the wedding.
When she first got married, she didn't actually have this idea, but now, she and Fu Yun are affectionate, and they can't help but look forward to the future.
An Nuan smiled, "Let's go!" ”
Half an hour later.
The car arrived at the Beichen Hotel.
When An Nuan got out of the car, she saw that the door was crowded with reporters.
They surrounded a woman, who was wearing a red dress, glamorous, and full of superstar demeanor with every gesture.
An Nuan recognized her at a glance, international superstar Song Shiwei.
In reality, she is more dazzling than on the screen.
She is tall and tall, with a peerless face like a fire rose, just standing there, she is peerless.
There were a few contestants next to him who couldn't help but make envious sounds.
"Song Shiwei is too beautiful!"
"Look at other people's figures, and then look at us, what do we do to fight with others!"
"I've heard that this image spokesperson selection, Song Shiwei is bound to win!"
“……”
"Nuan Nuan, don't listen to their nonsense, I think that Song Shiwei is nothing more than that!" Lu Xinyi glared at the group of little miscellaneous people angrily, and turned her head to comfort her friends.
An Nuan stared at the red figure, and was in a trance for a while.
Could she be the one who called Fu Yunshen that night?
At this time, Song Shiwei's cold gaze shot at her.
The two looked at each other.
Sparks ignite in the air.
An Nuan felt her hostility, and only then did she determine that she was the person.
An Nuan was not afraid of her, her clear peach blossom eyes met her, and Yun Qingfeng smiled lightly.
Song Shiwei's beautiful face froze for a moment, and the agent next to her reminded her that she withdrew her gaze.
In the end, he is a person in the entertainment industry, Song Shiwei quickly recovered the appearance of a superstar and coped with it easily.
Suddenly.
There was a commotion ahead.
Journalists poured in like sharks that smelled blood.
"Hurry up, Fu Shao is here!"
Under the watchful eye, Fu Yunshen led the group's executives and several partners to walk in from the door.
The man at the head has a straight posture and a high-end British suit, which perfectly shows his figure, and his every move is noble to the extreme.
Originally, the people standing at the door automatically separated two ways for him, and because of his strong aura, no one dared to come forward to ask questions, and only quietly took pictures on the side.
It's a pity that the man was wearing a black mask, only revealing a pair of cold eyes like a falcon, and he couldn't shoot anything at all.
When the man passed by An Nuan's side, there was a faint fragrance of snow lotus.
An Nuanxiu's eyebrows were almost invisible, and she raised her eyes to meet the man's dark pupils.
An indescribable sense of familiarity hits us.
What hasn't been caught yet.
The men were already crowded in.
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