"Okay." Ye Jue grabbed the clothes he took out in advance and said, "But I have to wash it, okay."

"Okay." Song Yan glanced at Ye Jue and said, "Then I'll eat first."

"Yes." Ye Jue nodded.

The two left the room one after another.

Ye Jue's condition was very fast. Song Yan had just finished taking a few bites and washed his clothes and hung them outside.

Most importantly, she found that he was eating quickly.

She looked like an ordinary person, but she left the table before her.

But Song Yan didn't know that these were all trained by the military.

When the work at home was finished, it was only 8:37. Ye Jue made an appointment with a wedding photo at around 10:00, and it was just right now.

Song Jiang and Zhao Ranying sent them out with a smile on their faces.

Song Yan got on Ye Jue's car with excitement and panic.

As soon as I got into the car, I quietly didn't want to say anything, and I was thinking about how to deal with it when taking pictures for a while.

Seeing that she was surprisingly quiet, Ye Jue couldn't help but tease her: "Wife, don't be nervous, at worst... If we don't take photos, we just don't get the deposit back."

"That's right, why are they all spent money? I'm not nervous, I'm just too happy." Song Yan suddenly turned around and stared at Ye Jue, pouted and asked, "You said... can I look good when taking wedding photos?"

"Absolutely good-looking." Ye Jue nodded slightly and looked back at Song Yan.

Song Yan has a round face. Although her face looks fleshy, she is small, with big eyes, thick eyelashes and a tall nose.

Ye Jue thought Song Yan was the kind of girl who became more and more intriguing as she looked at her, and she looked very kind.

He was a little looking forward to Song Yan wearing a wedding dress.

He must be the most beautiful bride in the world.

Thinking of this, Ye Jue said unconsciously: "My wife is the most beautiful bride."

Song Yan covered her little face and giggled.

After going to the wedding shop, Song Yan's previous tension completely disappeared.

Because she is more concerned about the makeup and styles put on her by the makeup artists.

Although it is not as diverse as the 21st century, the makeup looks are very real.

Just in terms of shape, Song Yan felt a little rustic, so she found an excuse and did it again by herself.

She tied the length of her head, and the one above her head was slightly fluffy, and she tied a princess' head.

The girl who put on her makeup was amazing when she saw it.

But it wasn't over yet. Song Yan borrowed her makeup bag. At this time, people didn't have that many fancy makeup on their makeup. They just simply brushed two blush on their faces and applied lipstick.

Song Yan buried two eyeliners in her original makeup, so that her eyes that looked big were even more charming.

The young lady standing behind her said, "Sister, you know how to put on makeup."

Song Yan looked at herself in the mirror and said with a smile: "I actually like to see some foreign beauty makeup. I learned it from it. I happened to take a photo with my partner today, so I thought about trying the effect. How about it, it's okay."

Song Yan had three major hobbies in her previous life, reading three major magazines: food, beauty and clothing. She needed to put on makeup when she was at work. She liked to make herself beautiful and go to work, so that she would feel good all day long.

I originally wanted to change the makeup on my face, but when I saw the young lady next to me put on her for two hours, her makeup was still fresh, so I didn't change it anymore. Moreover, it was not polite to change the makeup in front of the young lady.

So I only drew two more eyeliners on the original basis and drew a shape myself.

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