Vivian, Adele nodded with satisfaction, and Selena picked her eyebrows with pride.

Yuan Yao examined the floor mirror in front of her, glanced at the line of Saint Laurent's 52 Color Lipstick in front of her, took a rose colored lipstick and put it on her mouth.

Sip your lips in early puberty, and the lip gloss is blooming. The water is not too bright. The lips are like a rose that is tender and beautiful.

Yuanyao smiles with satisfaction. In the mirror, she sees Vivian, Adele and Silina shrug their shoulders and shake their heads.

"Don't be proud. You just chose a lipstick." Yadale is not to face to pour Yuan Yao a head of cold water.

Yuanyao looks at yadell discontentedly.

"Well, I know you know the most. If you can't even choose your own choice, Adele will cry to death. "

Si Lina reaches out and pats Yuan Yao on the shoulder.

"Aesthetic, observation, feeling, imagination, as a makeup artist's necessary conditions, I think I have mastered very well. Adele, covering his heart, said, "am I your most proud apprentice?"

Adele was very helpless, covering his heart, smiling, "my most proud apprentice, I went to bed at two o'clock in the morning last night..."

Yuan Yao turned her lips and stopped talking

Yadale's skin care is completely in a state of change. When he missed a beauty sleep, he felt uncomfortable, as if he had lost his life.

Not only to himself, but also to others.

Yuan Yao is glad that she hit her forehead today. Otherwise, she would be nagged to death by yadell.

But this has not escaped yadell's nagging, at this moment, she is still less subtle, otherwise, the consequences she is really unimaginable.

Short silence, Silina suddenly pinched Yuan Yao's shoulder.

"Well?"

Si Lina looks at Yuan Yao helplessly and raises her chin in the direction of the sofa.

"You don't seem very happy, sir."

Vivian and Adele also looked at the direction of the sofa, exchanged a look with each other, quietly packed up things and went out quietly.

Yuan Yao stood in the same place, looking at the back of the man sitting on the sofa with her back to her, and pursed her lips.

Kicking the high heels that she just put on her feet, picking up her perfume in the air, and turning her body in the two circles, breathing deeply, the smell as in the past.

Put the perfume bottle down, Yuan Yao walks barefoot on the soft carpet and walks towards the sofa.

The existence of Yuan Yao is very strong for Wen Muyan.

In the past, whenever he heard a voice, he would turn around and look at her with a smile.

But now, she has already come to him, the perfume just sprayed on her body. Yuan Yao thinks he must have noticed it.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Yao gently put her hand on Wen Muyan's shoulder and leaned close to Wen Muyan. The flattery was obvious.

Wen Mu Yan's eyebrows moved and didn't speak.

"Hello..."

Yuan Yao walks around to Wen Muyan and looks at him.

Wen Muyan raised his eyes and looked at yuanyao calmly, his sight was indifferent.

Yuan Yao simply sat beside Wen Muyan, put her arms around Wen Muyan, lowered her head to Wen Muyan's eyes, and blinked her eyes.

"Why not?"

“……”

"Mu Yan, are you angry with me?"

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