During the whole process of Weinuan putting makeup on Meng Liao, Meng Liao kept thinking about it.
"Disfigured, disfigured..."
"Azhu, I want to stop dating you for one day."
"How can I be popular among thousands of girls in the future?"
"Cherish your appearance and stay away from A Zhu..."
Hearing later, Wei Nuan couldn't listen anymore and became very irritated. He directly threatened, "If you keep talking, I won't do it for you. I'll just let you see people like this!"
Meng Liao immediately shut up and didn't say another word.
Meng Liao closed her eyes during the makeup process, so she couldn't see herself in the mirror, but Feng Yinling and her maids could see it. She couldn't help but feel a little dazed. With her fair complexion and enchanting color,
The exquisite facial features make people unable to take their eyes away once they take a look, and they will never be forgotten again.
At this time, Meng Liao was like a butterfly, with the most beautiful wings, about to flutter and fly.
Wei Nuan looked at her masterpiece and felt very satisfied. She could no longer see the dark circles under her eyes. She could only see a black butterfly, a butterfly about to fly away, lifelike.
"Okay, take a look for yourself." Wei Nuan walked away, Meng Liao opened her eyes, and was dumbfounded when she saw herself in the mirror. It was a little strange, but also strangely familiar.
He has never known himself like this. He can definitely be called enchanting. His white skin, black butterfly, and red lips are all painted in a thrilling way.
"How's it going? Is it okay? Are you dissatisfied with something? Let me fix it for you." Wei Nuan has seen the world, so he is not as dumbfounded as them.
Meng Liao shook his head subconsciously, "No, very good, A Zhu, you are so ingenious."
"Hey, it's rare to hear you praise me. It's because you have a good foundation, but there is still one thing that needs to be changed. Get up and take off your coat."
Although he didn't understand, he still took off his coat. Wei Nuan threw his white coat on the table, and then asked Feng Yinling to take the red paint. While everyone was stunned, he put the red paint in his hand
It splashed on clothes, causing bursts of exclamations.
Fortunately, there weren't many people, so it didn't cause any commotion, but it was enough for people to spread the word.
When no one was paying attention, Wei Nuan used the inner clothes to dry the wet paint on the clothes, and then handed it to Meng Liao, "Put it on and have a look, the effect should be good."
What she did just now was not casual, but also deliberate. The vermilion paint spread on his clothes did not look haphazard, but looked like a blooming red chrysanthemum, which was breathtaking.
After putting on this dress, Meng Liao changed even more. Her whole temperament changed. The clothes and the makeup on her face can only be described in two words: a perfect match.
But Feng Qinghan couldn't see it. If he could see it, he would be so shocked that he couldn't speak. He could only hear gasps, praises, and surprises.
"Wow, A-Zhu, you are so talented. Why do I like you so much? I am now the most beautiful man. I must be the first in the world. Let everyone else go to hell!"
Meng Liao would easily get carried away when he was proud, and he looked very proud. After wandering around for a few times, he was very satisfied and said, "Let's go now. I will be the focus of the banquet tonight."
"Yin Ling, thank you very much. Let's go first." Wei Nuan greeted Feng Yin Ling, then supported Feng Qing Han and left.
After a long time, Feng Yinling came back to her senses from the shock and felt that her dress was really inferior.