The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

In this way, Su Nanzhi was dragged into the journey of fitting clothes by her sister who had lived in the village for a while.

Such beautiful clothes are quite difficult to wear, and this is indeed the first time Sunanzhi has come into contact with her at such a big age.

In the past, she had to roll up her sleeves to beat ghosts at every turn, and wearing a beautiful dress would also affect her performance.

You even have to scrap a whole set every time you finish a game.

It's not worth thinking about.

Su Nanzhi didn't know how to put on such a cumbersome dress, so Tang Chacha followed her into the changing room to provide her with services.

Su Nanzhi: "..."

A little bit ashamed.

But Tang Chacha, a girl who likes to take a big bath, doesn't care about that.

"Sister Chacha, let me wear it myself." Su Nanzhi said.

Tang Chacha: "Can you do it? You believe in sister. Although she hasn't changed clothes for a long time, she is a professional."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

If she continued to listen like this, she would almost have a shadow of the word "professional".

In the end, Su Nanzhi drove Tang Chacha out of the fitting room.

I haven't seen her for a few years, and I feel that Sister Chacha has evolved more and more perverted on the road of liver design.

Tang Chacha shook her head regretfully outside the fitting room, and made an emergency call to the makeup artist outside.

Facts have proved that beautiful clothes are not easy to wear. Su Nanzhi studied in it for five minutes before stepping on the slippers inside.

"Sister Chacha, is the hem of this skirt a little too big?" The straight girl felt that the hem of this skirt made it troublesome to even go out.

Tang Chacha's eyes widened as she watched the girl in her silver-gray long dress open the door of the fitting room.

That's what it feels like!

"Little Zhi'er, don't move, I'll tidy up for you." Tang Chacha started now.

The design of this evening dress is a large skirt with traditional red embroidery patterns on it. It is designed with strapless shoulders and waist. It is also equipped with a pair of black gloves. It even has matching necklaces and earrings. It is beautiful. Pretty, but everyone who saw this tux for the first time had one thought in common: You'd have to find a bouquet of flowers to support the design.

Tang Chacha has recently searched for models in the circle. They are indeed good-looking and rich in clothes, but they are not the effect Tang Chacha wants.

She really needs a flower of prosperity in the world.

But not this or that.

What she wanted was a little Zhi'er who was beautiful and sassy but also a little world-weary and aloof from the world.

"Zhi'er," Tang Chacha couldn't hold back and stretched out her hand, "Can you do me a favor?"

Su Nanzhi: "...what's the matter?"

"Let my sister's makeup artist do your makeup for you, it will be soon."

As soon as Tang Chacha finished speaking, the makeup artist on the other end came in carrying his toolbox, "Sister Tang, I'm here, what makeup do you want?"

Tang Chacha pointed at the little girl on the other end, "Give her a random make-up, a pretty one, and some lipstick A."

A good makeup artist can always extract the essence from these almost abstract requirements.

One look at this little girl in a long silver-gray dress, with short hair, eyes, and skin, which makeup artist would not call it a must?

Su Nanzhi was pushed to the dressing table in this way.

"Do you still need to put foundation on this skin, Miss Tang?" The makeup artist held the face, thinking that this is really amazing.

When the make-up artist said this, Tang Chacha looked at it seriously, tsk, how many people does the girl want to envy to death with her skin?

"Miss Chacha, can I go without makeup?"