C321 A Stunning Wedding Dress

"Sister Yi, your skin is so good," the makeup artist said enviously as she drew Yi Xiaomi's eyebrows. "It's as clean as milk. You can't even see the pores on your skin."

Yi Xiaomi closed her eyes and felt so comfortable that she almost fell asleep. "What's the use of being beautiful? It's the same when you get old. It's a wrinkled tree bark."

"Hehe, to be able to keep a man like Young Master Shang, Sister Yi definitely won't just rely on her face. " The hand holding the eyebrow pencil stiffened, and the makeup artist quickly realized that her words were inappropriate. She quickly corrected him," At first glance, you look like a gentle, virtuous, considerate and kind person. "

Gentle, virtuous, considerate, and kind. Although she often comforts herself like this, it turns out that she has nothing to do with these words...

"In fact, I am not gentle and considerate at all." Yi Xiaomi curled the corner of her mouth and said with a little flow, "It is just that I am more suitable with Young Master Shang."

The makeup artist's hand trembled, and the eyebrow pen in her hand almost fell to the ground and fell into two halves. The scale was more appropriate. How could an ordinary girl say something like that? However, the person in front of her said it casually, naturally and generously. It was as if she was talking about how the weather was today.

"Today's wedding dress was made by Young Master Shang three months ago. It was just shipped over from Paris this morning, and I heard that the market value is tens of millions. Young Master Shang is really good to you."

Flying over from Paris... Three months ago, Yi Xiaomi, who had her eyes closed, felt her heart tremble. So this man had been preparing for so long?

"Alright, take a look. How is it?" The makeup artist held the powder and gently patted Yi Xiaomi's cheeks. Finally, she fixed her makeup. "Are there any areas that you are not satisfied with?"

Yi Xiaomi slowly opened her eyes. Her watery eyes were overflowing with light. It was like a melting ice mountain filled with clear snow water. The bottom of her eyes were filled with starlight that filled the sky.

Her lips were red and her teeth were white. Her bright eyes were charming and her skin was as smooth as cream. She was devastatingly beautiful, like a fairy described in novels. She did not know who would suffer... Yi Xiaomi looked at the woman in the mirror with exquisite makeup and suddenly smiled. She slowly stretched out her finger and placed it on the cold surface of the mirror.

Luocheng, did you see? Qingren has already grown into such a beautiful lady... Your brother-in-law is a very handsome, rich, and gentle man. Although he often has a little tsundere attitude, he still puts his sister in his heart.

"The color of lipstick is too light. Change to another color." Yi Xiaomi put down her finger that was as white as a green onion root and stared at her own lips. Even if she applied the cherry pollen, it still could not hide the paleness of her lips.

Stunned, the makeup artist quickly found a lipstick in the makeup bag beside her. "Is big red okay?"

"Yes, why is the red coming?"

Carefully depicting Yi Xiaomi's lips, the makeup artist exclaimed. This woman in front of her, the shape of her lips was really beautiful. The lines of her lips were sharp and clear, and they intersected in pairs. The shape of her lips was perfect.

In the bright hall, the crystal chandelier emitted a dazzling light. The tall and handsome man kept moving his legs, from the left to the right, then from the right to the left. His face was full of impatience.

His whole body was covered in cold sweat. The manager looked at the fierce and domineering man and felt that the air pressure in the air was dropping, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Um, Young Master Shang, don't worry. You should be out soon."

It would be fine if the manager did not say it. Once he said it, the man's face darkened even more. He stared at a door. "Is the efficiency here so low?"

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The manager felt that he was almost going to kneel down to Young Master Shang. A wedding photoshoot was something that only happened once in a lifetime. Naturally, it had to be grander!

He tugged at the tie on his chest unhappily. The man's gloomy eyes shone like icicles. It was so piercing that it hurt. His gaze fell on the man who was bending over to apologize with a smiling face. It was as if he wanted to poke a hole in his body.

Swallowing his saliva, the manager felt that there was a knife on his back that was cutting him. It was extremely painful and carried a cautious chill... Mother, why is Young Master Shang so scary...

"Young Master Shang, please calm down. You will be out in a while. ” The manager racked his brains to think of a way to comfort this man. The smile on his face was uglier than crying. " After all, this is a big event in life, so it will definitely take some time. Makeup, hairstyle, and changing of clothes will all take some time. "

The manager expressed that even if he dug three feet into the ground, he would only be able to find it... It would take some time for this kind of reason to appease the man in front of him, but it seemed to have no effect...

Fortunately, at this moment, the dark red door made a "kacha" sound, and a huge stone in the manager's heart finally fell. He let out a long sigh of relief, this lady finally came out. If she didn't come out, Young Master Shang would probably cut off his heart!

His anxious heart calmed down immediately. Shang Moze's deep eyes looked forward, but his eyes couldn't leave her anymore.

The woman's slender body was in the wedding dress, and her beautiful eyes slightly raised. With her bewitching red lips, she looked like a delicate rose. She slowly bloomed, bringing with her a strong fragrance. It was enchanting and enticing.

Yi Xiaomi was not wearing a pure white wedding dress. On the contrary, she was wearing a black dress, which gave out three parts of bewitching, three parts charming, and three parts pure beauty.

This black dress was steady, deep, and mysterious. In the fashion world, the black dress represented a stable and solemn style. At this moment, the black wedding dress was emitting a seductive noble aura. It was elegant and steady, and it gave off a modern feeling.

The elements at the edges of the lotus leaves, the shredded flowers and lace, and the luxuriant flowers decorated and decorated it. As for the feathers and lace, pearls, embroidery and rolling edges, everything made her shine brightly.

The perfect design perfectly outlined the light, dignified taste, and even perfectly described the curves of the human body, thin, transparent, revealing and beautiful. It was smooth, reserved, and hazy...

In Spain, the black wedding dress represented loyalty, and it meant that the bride's love for the groom would never be broken.

At this moment, the woman was like a fairy that had descended from the sky. She was dressed in black and looked like a soul-stirring beauty. The corners of her red lips, which were as beautiful as poppy flowers, slowly curled up. "Is she beautiful?"

Everyone in the room was stunned. The manager's mouth was wide open, and he was stunned. He looked a little silly.

His long and straight legs strode forward steadily and elegantly. Young Master Shang was dressed in a well-ironed noble suit. His broad shoulders, narrow waist, and perfect figure made him look like a noble from the Middle Ages of Western Europe. His eyes were filled with flowing dark colors.