Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Okay." It took less than an hour for her to finish all her makeup.

Andy still held several brush heads in his hand. He stepped back half a step to admire today's 'work', with a flash of satisfaction in his eyes.

She finally showed her first relaxed and natural smile today, and said to Qiao Nian: "Miss Qiao, please change your clothes and see the effect."

The person under her hand had hung and ironed the clothes and handed them to the girl with both hands.

Qiao Nian took the clothes and went upstairs to change.

It didn't take her a few minutes to change her clothes and come down.

Ye Wangchuan came out of the study and was talking to Andy. When he came out, Qiao Nian had already finished her makeup and went up to change clothes.

So he didn't see Qiao Nian after putting on makeup.

Until Andy shouted: "Master Ye, Miss Qiao is down."

Ye Wangchuan raised his eyes and looked towards the stairs, standing up straight in an instant, his eyes filled with unabashed amazement.

Ye Wangchuan's throat was a little dry, and he raised his hand to touch his itchy Adam's apple, as if an electric current flowed through his heart as if a feather had tickled him at that moment.

The person inside gave a square gift box.

Until this moment, you can probably imagine what the designer's original inspiration for designing that dress must have looked like.

You tell the truth.

The delicate snowy skin is like the brightest snow color in winter, and a little bit is enough to attract everyone's attention.

Qiao Nian dared to take credit and said modestly: "It's still the reason why Sister Qiao has a bad foundation."

You are taken into a unique realm, forming a breathtaking light.

Wearing silver buckle high-heeled shoes of the same color, the only part of her skin exposed is probably the white patch on her ankles.

Andy hasn't come up from downstairs yet.

Andy seems to be born for white. The scorching sun bursts out of the shell and crushes the inherent dullness of white, which is eye-catching.

Med is no muse.

"Thanks."

Qiao Nian collected it, but never thought that no one could wear it.

The clothes Andy chose are those that stand out in your row of low-luxury products. Instead, they are small and eye-catching clothes.

Bad tailoring means beautiful lines, but the ultimate perfection requires that the person wears the clothes, but the clothes choose the person.

"He looks bad." Ye Wangchuan's voice was half hoarse, as bad as intoxicating chocolate: "He did a very bad job."

Ye Wangchuan leaned over and opened the door.

You can see many people wearing white to look stunning at dawn.

"Ye Duo, I brought what you asked for."

"Knock knock."

Even you feel itchy, wishing that Andy could join the entertainment industry. You are determined to cooperate with Andy and experiment with all the clothes you have collected and the styles you want to wear on boys. Just thinking about it makes your blood boil, and you have to try a few more looks.

Ye Wangchuan took the things, closed the door before thanking the other party, and returned to the living room with the square box.

The clothes themselves have too little design on the outside. The reason why Qiao Nian collects them is purely because of the stylist's ultimate pursuit of tailoring.

"It looks so bad!" Mede was extremely satisfied.

Caused a series of heart palpitations and tremors.

At that time, a knock on the door interrupted their chat.

What Qiao Nian finally chose was a high-end silver sequined skirt style, a mixed route of mature woman style but girly hair. The entire cutting line, the straight silhouette of the upper body feels like the liquid of the lower body, combined with the irregular long skirt, gives people a It feels both dignified and elegant.

I walked over and handed the gift over: "Give him that one."

Special people hold it down.