Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

However, Ji Chenhao accurately took out an eyebrow pencil in the corner of the dressing table, Luo Qiu'an, "..."

Is this premeditated? "This is not an eyebrow pencil."

Luo Qiu'an wanted to play tricks, but she was defeated by Ji Chenhao's dark eyes, as if she cheated him, it was such an excessive thing.

"Okay, okay, how did you find it?" Luo Qiuan asked suspiciously, with all kinds of pens, eyeliner, contouring pen, eyebrow pencil, etc., how did he find this eyebrow all at once? Pen.

Ji Chenhao pointed to the Korean writing on it as a matter of course, Luo Qiu'an froze, "You can also speak Korean."

She was speechless for a moment, and closed her eyes as if death was at home, "You paint lightly, I will be able to change it later."

Ji Chenhao nodded faintly. In order to prevent himself from putting on makeup with great difficulty, Luo Qiuan specially created a beauty makeup video and placed it in front of Ji Chenhao. Ji Chenhao glanced lightly, "No, I'll see pass."

Under what circumstances would this master take the initiative to watch beauty videos?
Luo Qiuan's mouth was filled with an indescribable sourness, sweet and bitter.

With gentle force gliding over her eyebrows, she faintly felt that it seemed a bit professional?
Luo Qiu'an quietly opened her eyes, and met the man's serious eyebrows. When those eyes that implied frost were stained with seriousness, they were extraordinarily charming.

She didn't dare to move, the man's rough fingertips brushed between her delicate forehead, Luo Qiuan's fair cheeks were gradually stained with a layer of crimson, which spread to the roots of her ears, and the coldness of this otherworldly fireworks was wiped away. It covered up a lot, revealing a hint of charm.

Ji Chenhao's deep eyes seemed to be a little darker.

"Okay." Ji Chenhao lightly put down the eyebrow pencil.

Luo Qiuan stood up, and the eyebrows reflected in the mirror were even better than her usual ones.

She held the mirror and looked around, "Not bad."

This reluctant praise actually made Ji Chenhao turn a faint arc lightly, his tough and indifferent face melted like a glacier in an instant, and when he realized Luo Qiuan's gaze, he returned to his previous appearance, " Let's go to the reception."

Gao Fangfei waited outside Ji Chenhao's door for a while, but no one came out, so she simply went to the reception first.

Minutes and seconds passed since the reception started, Luo Qiuan hadn't come yet, Gao Fangfei was chatting with Bertrand in broken French, Bertrand kept staring at the door of the hotel, "Why hasn't Mr. Ji come over yet?"

He really didn't want to chat with this woman anymore. He had to guess the meaning of a word for a long time before he could barely figure out what she meant. This oriental woman was not at all as cute as Ms. Luo, but it was a pity that Ms. Luo already had someone.

Gao Fangfei said bluntly, "Maybe she is waiting for Miss Luo? You also know that girls generally need to make up and dress up when they go out. If they don't prepare early, it will inevitably take some time. There is no way to be late, Bertrand, Don't blame Assistant Luo Te, like me, if you don't start preparing earlier, you might be late too."

After finishing her speech in a bumpy manner, she showed that she had prepared in advance and attached great importance to the reception, and also belittled Luo Qiuan's unpunctuality.

Bertrand didn't have so many twists and turns, he paid attention to the woman's thoughts, his blue eyes like the sea sparkled, "Mr. Ji is here."

Luo Qiuan's hand was firmly held by Ji Chenhao, she didn't care about struggling, and looked down at Gao Fangfei, "If I haven't checked the time, the reception is just starting now, we are not late, besides, Gott Help, please learn more French when you go back."

Her gaze swept over the people who couldn't bear Gao Fangfei's French, as if she heard other people's lame and funny tones in your country.

Gao Fangfei's face froze, Luo Qiuan really didn't eat those breakfasts?The reason she had planned it out was because Ji Chenhao was always punctual and liked to arrive five to 10 minutes early, so she could bring brother Ahao over first. Damn, brother Ahao was willing to wait for this woman to come with him, because Luo Qiu An violated her own principles again and again.

She clenched the wine glass in her hand, Ji Chenhao's repeated unexpected actions made Gao Fangfei feel in danger.

Luo Qiuan used authentic and authentic French, she could hardly translate it, but she could barely guess the general meaning of Luo Qiuan, which was not a good word after all.

She scanned the eyes of the people around her, and most of them fell on Luo Qiuan. A Frenchman's reception broke into an oriental porcelain doll.

Her curly black hair stood out in the crowd, and her petite bones were completely different from theirs. Many people looked at Luo Qiuan curiously, and her snow-white skin was not inferior in the slightest to their Caucasian crowd, even tall. Fang Fei heard many people say, "Why is her face so small, she is so cute."

"OMG, Oriental porcelain doll, I really want to hold it in my arms and rub it."

"..."

There was a lot of discussion, what used to praise her was now praising Luo Qiuan, Gao Fangfei frowned, wondering why Luo Qiuan was always such an eyesore.

She picked up the red wine in her hand, "Master Luo, why don't you have a drink?"

In front of everyone, she didn't believe that Luo Qiuan would not take this glass of red wine, unless she admitted that she was a shameless bitch who was unmarried and pregnant.

Before Luo Qiu'an could get the red wine, Ji Chenhao took the red wine from Gao Fangfei's hand, "She doesn't drink."

The rose-colored liquid set off the man's slender jade-like hands, which became whiter and whiter under the light, like a fine art.

Gao Fangfei's smile became more and more gentle, making people shudder, "Is this how Assistant Luo treats his boss? How can you let Mr. Ji block the wine for you?"

Luo Qiu'an raised his eyebrows, and looked at Gao Fangfei coldly, but Ji Chenhao calmly held Luo Qiu'an in his arms, "My female companion, don't need to drink other people's wine."

The blonde girl's eyes lit up behind Bertrand, this oriental man is so cool.

Seeing his sister's light, Bertrand knew what his sister was planning again. His sister was more romantic than him, and as long as she liked it, she would get it, including perhaps some of him, his brother Qian Shi. s reason.

He had a hunch that Mr. Ji was definitely not someone his sister could get.

Bertrand bumped his sister's arm to remind her to hold back.

Catherine didn't take it seriously, "Hi, I'm Bertrand's sister, Catherine."

She stretched out her soft hand, and her naked eyes scanned Ji Chenhao's body, wishing to tear him to the bone.

Luo Qiu'an hadn't seen such a straightforward and bold woman towards Ji Chenhao for a long time. Her dark eyes swept over Ji Chenhao, and she stood aside and watched the master's joke.