012. Where are you looking!(1/2)
Opening her eyes instinctively, Yang Mi saw three or four different-sized curls on the left half of her hair.
Among them, a bunch of scrolls held by Zhang Qing is particularly eye-catching.
After she let go of the bundle of hair, she ran her fingers through it a few times. When the curls spread out, a wavy line larger than the width of an "S" appeared in front of her face.
"...?"
As a girl, my sensitivity to hairstyle is actually much higher than that of men.
Just when Xu Xin felt that he finally got it, but he hadn't seen all the big waves yet and couldn't think of it, Zhang Qing and Yang Mi seemed to have seen the way the wavy hair fell naturally after being parted in the middle...
…
"Don't say yet..."
Putting the curling iron aside temporarily, Zhang Qing continued to comb the strand of hair with his fingers to make it more natural and said:
"You have an oval face, which makes your face look smaller. If this kind of wave is completely let down, it would really suit your hair style. Well, wait a minute..."
Picking up a few hairpins, she used a very clever technique to hide all the girl's bangs in her original hair, and then spread her hair on both sides with a middle part...
Not to mention, the wavy curls are the most eye-catching.
"……Um!"
Without waiting for Yang Mi to speak, Zhang Qing nodded directly after looking at it:
"Indeed, this hairstyle suits you. Don't talk about on-screen and off-screen, it really suits you..."
But now she didn't need to say anything, the girl had already seen it with her own sensitivity.
This hairstyle...
Although it is not the mainstream hairstyle nowadays.
but……
seem……
Surprisingly pleasing to the eye?
Immediately, she looked at Xu Xin in surprise.
This person's aesthetics...
Although it is strange, it seems... there is something unexpected.
That……
It’s almost Chinese New Year.
I have to get my hair permed for the Chinese New Year.
I originally wanted to get an ion iron...
"Then cut it."
Suddenly, she said.
Looking at her forehead, which had not been exposed for a long time, she nodded and looked at the boy next to her with a joking but satisfied smile in her eyes:
"I also think it's pretty good-looking. After all, you have to listen to the director..."
"Um."
Zhang Qing nodded.
After saying this, Yang Mi saw Xu Xin still staring at her condescendingly, and asked with some confusion:
"What's wrong? What are you looking at?"
"...Does anyone in your family have hair loss?"
"??"
Yang Mi was stunned...
Xu Xin pointed at the top of his head:
"You seem to have more hair in the back than in the front. I always feel that your hairline will be very dangerous in the future."
Following the brain gate that appeared naturally in the dream, he said something.
"...annoying!"
Suddenly thinking of her father's dangerous hairline, Yang Mi suddenly became depressed.
…
Yang Mi had to do her hair and make-up, so Xu Xin didn't stay too long, but decided to go home first and look for suitable clothes.
Driving all the way home, even though it was noon, he didn't even have time to eat. He rummaged through the box and found a pair of black casual pants and put them on. But after digging out the pair of Dunhills, he realized that these shoes were very flashy.
Oxford style...
He really didn't know if he was out of his mind or something, so why did he buy such gentleman-style leather shoes?
This is definitely not possible. I have never heard of any salesperson wearing Oxford shoes for business, and this style is the most correct.
have to……
After a lot of hesitation, I finally chose a pair of sneakers that belonged to my dad or my eldest brother. They looked quite old and I put them on directly under my feet.
It seems much more comfortable.
After checking the time, he thought about it, drove to a restaurant, packed six dishes and one soup, and returned to Zhang Qing. It was almost 1 o'clock in the afternoon.
As soon as I entered the house, my eyes lit up.
Yang Mi, who had already put on a... very charming makeup, put on black silk stockings and high heels, was fiddling with her hairstyle in front of the mirror.
The big waves on her head became more fluffy as she combed them.
All of a sudden, she changed from an innocent girl to a sultry lady with a bit of a profane air.
Good guy...
What kind of magical makeup technique is this?
"Xu Xin... Wow, you brought food? Sister Qing and I just told you to call you and ask you to wait. We are going to eat first."
It seemed that in the past two hours, the two of them had become familiar with each other.
Yang Mi turned her head and kissed Zhang Qing a lot.
Then, as if she felt that Xu Xin's eyes were a little straight, the girl who turned around suddenly crossed her legs, struck that pose again, and asked with a smile:
"How's it going? Is there that...scumbag big wave taste in your mouth?"
At her feet, a pair of red-soled sequined high-heeled shoes.
On her legs, she has a pair of beautiful black stockings with white in between.
Plus a... little black skirt with a knot around the waist, and a short bra on the upper body that exposes the belly...
The girl who exuded confidence, romance, charm, pride, and a hint of a scumbag faced him and showed off her advantages unscrupulously.
But he didn't receive any praise from Xu Xin.
The girl also noticed the other person's eyes...and her face suddenly became hot.
Instinctively, he covered his navel:
"Where are you looking!"
"Well……"
Xu Xin regained consciousness and looked at the red-faced girl and quickly shook his head:
"No, no, just wait."
He is not that perverted to pay attention to other people's belly buttons.
But let’s be honest…
This girl has a really nice figure.
As expected of being able to dance, the lines on her abdomen are quite tight and the outline is also very graceful.
As for the belly button... isn't it just a belly button?
His focus is not on this, nor on the other person's smooth lower abdomen, nor is he interested in getting a pink tattoo on BIA.
His focus was on the knot in the other person's skirt.
Her waist is very thin.
It's worthy of a hand.
But those two black knots gave him an idea out of nowhere.
"You untie the rope..."
"You... gangster!"
To be continued...