Simiao was brought to this store by Ouyang Ji and was manipulated like a doll. One person put makeup on her and two people played with her clothes. She reluctantly closed her eyes and asked again impatiently, "Okay."
Isn’t it good?”.
"Okay, okay" the makeup artist and others immediately replied.
Can't wait to walk out of the dressing room, Simiao stood in front of Ouyang Ji with a slightly long skirt in her hands, twisted her eyebrows, and suggested, "Mr. Ou, if it is such a grand gathering, I think you should bring Miss Sisi with you."
go".
"You don't need to tell me who to take," Ouyang Ji said in a deep voice unhappily. He gracefully put down the magazine in his hand and raised his head to look at Simiao. A look of surprise flashed across her deep eyes. She had a natural hair of wool.
The curly hair is slightly pulled up, with a few strands deliberately hanging in front of the cheeks, adding a bit of elegant beauty. The skin that can be broken is lightly covered with foundation, the long eyelashes flutter up and down, and a pair of bright big eyes are full of joy.
She is full of aura, full of innocence, and there are two pink lips under her small nose. Indeed, she is very beautiful, and her beauty is breathtaking! But she is not the kind of coquettish beauty, wearing a v-neck white chiffon
The dress is inlaid with scattered diamonds and has a gold-striped belt tied around the slender waist, which outlines a graceful figure, elegant and noble.
For the first time, he discovered that she was so suitable for a woman wearing white clothes, as beautiful as an angel and holy!
"Cough--cough" Ouyang Ji coughed, trying to relieve his embarrassment because he was distracted for a moment. "Let's go quickly," he said, ignoring Simiao's complaints and walked out of the boutique.
"Mr. Ou, you didn't give me any money," Simiao muttered, looking at Ouyang Ji who had already walked out of the store, "I wouldn't buy these expensive clothes myself, the group should reimburse me!".
The store manager smiled and said politely, "Miss Zhen, this store is owned by Ouyang Group"...
In a luxurious upper-class gathering place, the waiters stood upright and politely in front of the dining table. Each gentleman and lady were carefully dressed, each holding a goblet and chatting with a friendly smile.
Simiao's extremely uncomfortable slender hands crossed Ouyang Ji's arms and followed his steps. She lowered her head slightly in confusion, because she completely and truly felt that the moment they walked in here,
The people who were talking stopped talking and looked at them all with admiration, envy, jealousy, and cold looks. Of course, she knew that the cold looks and jealousy were definitely for her.
Feeling that Simiao was a little nervous, Ouyang Ji's sexy lips curved into an interesting curve, and whispered, "You don't have to speak, just follow me."
A man with fair skin, blond hair, blue eyes, 185 centimeters tall, and dressed in British aristocratic clothes walked up to Ouyang Ji and spoke in not very standard Chinese, "Ouyang, you
My female companion is very beautiful, would you mind introducing me to her?"
Ouyang Ji raised his eyebrows, nodded, and looked at the quiet Simiao with his unfathomable eyes. It seemed that he was not the only one who was distracted by her. There was a sinister curve on his lips, "Miss Zhen Simiao, my special assistant."
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Whether intentionally or not, Ouyang Ji used the word "special" in a very special way!