Several makeup artists stepped forward, thinking that something was not done well, and they knelt down in fear.
However, they put on Chanel's makeup according to the design drawings... They didn't dare to innovate at all. And wasn't that design drawing Master Ximen's own masterpiece?
Ximen Longting curled his lips, and the original coldness retreated: "There will be rewards for every effort!"
Several frightened makeup artists breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily.
Sun was still struggling desperately, and Ximen Long Ting held his collar in his hands, waving his little fists and feet in the air: "Let go of Sun, let go!"
Ximen Longting threw the sun to the two servants: "Take him out."
"Asshole king!"
"Jing Jiaren, how dare you be so beautiful." Ximen Longting glared at her and put one hand around her waist.
Jing Jiaren smiled and naturally put her arms around his neck: "I heard that you designed this look. Shouldn't you have imagined it a long time ago? Are you still so surprised?"
Ximen Longting drew back and forth on Jing Jiaren's photo and ordered this makeup look.
As for this dress, it is the wedding dress he plans to wear to marry her...
This engagement was in a hurry and there was no time to prepare clothes. He also refused to let her do whatever she wanted, so he brought the wedding dress to wear in advance.
Ximen Longting's hot breath sprayed on her face, very close to her: "You are much more beautiful than I imagined."
"Ximen Longting, if one day you no longer want to be a young master, you will probably be very successful as a designer."
"Are you complimenting me?"
"Yeah..." Jing Jiaren smiled and kissed the side of his face, "My husband is an all-rounder and can do anything."
The corners of Ximen Longting's lips curled up, but his eyes were still staring at her with fascination, glued to her face.
Jing Jiaren realized that he hadn't looked at her with such obsessed eyes for a long time...
After all, no matter how beautiful a person is, she will suffer from aesthetic fatigue after a long time. She stayed with Ximen Longting every day, and he was used to her beauty. When he first saw her, he would often stare at her, his eyes glued to her, wishing he could
I watch her every second, and I am always amazed by her micro-expressions...
Later, such surprises became less and less.
Ximen Longting's tall nose was pressed against the tip of her nose, and he rubbed it gently, still looking at her firmly with his eyes.
Jing Jiaren's heart felt warm: "Why are you looking at me all the time?"
"You look good."
"Then I usually don't look good?"
"..."
"Ximen Longting, don't tell me, you are reacting now." Jing Jiaren saw his increasingly lustful eyes, a pair of red eyes rolling with heavy lust, and his breathing became extremely rapid.
Ximen Longting suddenly let go of her and turned his head stiffly: "Don't worry, I won't touch you!"
"..."
"Pack up early. I'll go change clothes and wait for you in the field outside later."
After saying this, Ximen Longting walked out with stiff steps.
Is he... reluctant to touch her makeup?
Jing Jiaren smiled slightly and stared at his forbearing back.
Mingming repeatedly told him to keep the engagement ceremony as simple as possible... Ximen Longting insisted on all kinds of arrangements, and it actually took a month to complete.