During the day, when I saw the women who had entered the preliminary round, Daodao had roughly memorized their body shapes. According to Dai Yuan's drawings, it would not be a problem to cut out these clothes.
The two of them talked to each other all night long in the lobby of the tailor shop. After the knife was made, they were afraid that it would not fit, so they asked Dai Yuan to try it on as a model, but the result was not good. After trying it on, the knife
The knife felt a little dizzy and couldn't pull it out.
Dai Yuan's design talent and broad ideas deeply shocked Dao Dao. He felt that every one of her designs would become a fashion trend among the upper class society and the general public in Dreamland in the future, and would definitely become popular.
He couldn't imagine how the girl in front of him could get along with so many weird elves.
"The makeup on your face is smudged." Daodao saw that her mole spread out as if it had been soaked in water, almost turning into a black face.
Dai Yuan stretched out her hand and wiped it. It was okay if she didn't wipe it off, but this wipe was even worse. Not only was it not wiped off, but it was spread everywhere.
"Here, there, left, down, down..." Daodao directed her up and down, but Dai Yuan still didn't wipe it clean.
"If you don't mind, I'll wipe it for you." Daodao said embarrassedly, after all, the other party was a girl.
Dai Yuan nodded, put her hands behind her back, raised her face, faced the knife, and got ready.
Uh, why does this posture look a bit like his signature move before he sacrificed his life generously?
I saw Daodao taking out a white silk handkerchief from his sleeve, holding the handkerchief in his right hand, and rolling up his right sleeve with his left hand, for fear of touching Dai Yuan's face.
After a few gentle strokes, the smudged makeup gradually disappeared. Dai Yuan felt that it felt like someone was applying foundation on you. It was very light and soft, and the silk feeling was close to the skin, making it extremely comfortable.
Dai Yuan opened her eyes wide and looked at Daodao's face. Her eyes were clear and handsome, and she had nothing to say.
"It's done now." Daodao put away the handkerchief and looked at the "results" after cleaning with satisfaction.
Dai Yuan smiled back.
The rest of the work was completed quickly.
At dawn, Luo Ta had already cooked the porridge. He also added chopped lettuce leaves to the porridge, which were white, white and green, with a light layer of oil droplets on top, which made people appetite.
After the meal, Luo Ta did not forget to draw a bigger mole on her face today, so that everyone would feel at ease.