The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

And Cen Yan could only stare blankly at the women in front of him.

They were all wearing the same beige skirts, with exquisite makeup, and each of them had a smile and strange eyes on their faces.

There was a make-up artist next to him, who came over and pointed to the table next to him, "Come on, sit here."

Cen Yan, "..."

One thing to say, she felt that something was wrong.

Even the sixth sense is reminding her that there is a crisis here.

But a group of women just stared at her like this, as if she was going to eat her alive if she didn't follow suit.

Then he obediently sat down on the chair.

The other party came up with a powder puff.

Cen Yan now understands this process.

It's makeup.

She asked in a low voice, "So why do you put makeup on me? As for the best man, I think they all have makeup."

The few skins outside were getting darker than the other, and they were all standing outside at this time, everyone's faces were full of giggling smiles.

Cen Yan was alone in the room.

When Gu Longwu came back from the outside, he looked around but did not see Ah Yan.

"Where's Yanren? He should have arrived just now."

"You're busy working inside, so don't worry about it." Gu Longwu was stunned, still holding the best man's flower in his hand, "Didn't you say that Ah Yan was the best man, this flower..."

"It's okay, you should too."

Gu Longwu, "..."

And the third brother calmly stuffed the flower into his hand, and pinned it directly to his chest.

Didn't he say yesterday that because he is too tall, he tends to steal the limelight, and he doesn't match well with the bridesmaid, so he let Ah Yan be the bridesmaid.

How did you become your best man now?
What about Yan?

What did Ah Yan do?

……

"Of course the groomsmen don't need makeup, but the bridesmaids and sisters need to wear makeup!" Someone was sitting on the chair behind him, chatting happily.

He even took his mobile phone and came over to Cen Yan, "Brother Ah Yan, can I take a group photo with the phone?"

Cen Yan, "..."

"I don't like taking pictures very much."

"Just a group photo of the bridesmaids, okay?"

and many more.

Only now did Cen Yan finally react.

"Bridesmaids group photo, why did you bring me??"

"Because you are also a member of the sister group!" The man said directly, but Cen Yan was completely shocked.

"Me? Sister group?"

Cen Yan's jaw almost dropped from shock, and he was about to get up on the spot.

But the quick-sighted makeup artist pressed it back, "Don't worry, you look so good-looking. Who can tell if you put on makeup and put on a skirt."

"That's right. You look much better than the rest of us? Brother Yan, do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, but..."

"Wow! Can you add a contact information?"

Cen Yan, "..."

Her brain is buzzing now, and her thoughts are in chaos.

want to resist.

I really want to resist.

But suddenly he understood why the third brother spoke to himself in that tone just now.

That is impossible.

"That's right, one of the sisters we have arranged has a problem on the way. When I first came here, I hurt my leg. I'm going to get it fixed now. Although there is nothing serious, I will definitely not be able to come. The number of people cannot be one, so we can only Let you take the place. Don't worry, you just make up the number and there is nothing to do."

The man seemed to see Cen Yan's nervousness, and had been taking the initiative to comfort him.

Cen Yan didn't speak.

It's just that after the person in the mirror is dressed up, the whole person seems to be a lot more charming.

At first glance, he is completely different from the original.

The last time I made up I was like a cousin.

It's completely different from the make-up artist this time.

"Put on your clothes."

The bridesmaid has already brought the dress over.

Cen Yan glanced at it... with some scruples, "Well, I might not be able to wear it. After all, it's a girl's clothes..."

"It's ready to wear. The size of the bridesmaid's dress can be adjusted, and the original sister is about 1.7 meters tall. You don't wear high heels, it's suitable."

Cen Yan had never tried such clothes.

The only time she wore a skirt was the cheongsam last time.

He took the initiative to change in the bathroom in the room.

The skirt is very long.

She had worn it past her calf, almost to the ankle.

The tie at the back looks very complicated, and Cen Yan spent a long time studying it alone before getting it right.

The chest was also padded with a sponge, which made her figure look more bumpy.

"Knock knock" came the sound of knocking on the door.

Someone called him outside, "Ah Yan, are you okay? We are going to block the door."

"All right."

Cen Yan took a deep breath, trying to keep a little smile on his face, trying to make himself ignore the attire.

He reminded himself again and again in his heart.

It's cosmetic, it's on purpose.

No one will find out what she is really trying to hide.

So... not bad.

Cen Yan kept comforting herself like this.

It was not until a long time later that he finally walked out under the urging of knocking on the door.

Everyone was in shock.

Several members of the sister group looked at the woman in front of them in shock.

Subconsciously exclaimed.

"Sister, you are too good-looking!" The man's eyes were shining, and he stared straight at Cen Yan, without moving away for a moment.

Then all the attention was focused here, and he hurriedly waved for others to come over.

"Come and see!!"

"Wow!"

The sound of high heels hitting the floor was exceptionally clear.

And several people rushed over in one go, surrounded Cen Yan in groups.

"Let's take a photo together!"

"Yes, yes, yes, while there is still time, hurry up and shoot quickly."

They pulled Cen Yan over and sat down in the middle.

to be frank.

Cen Yan has never experienced being next to so many girls in his life.

Someone else pursed her lips on her cheek on purpose.

"It's so beautiful! My circle of friends needs such a beautiful sister to support me."

Someone clicked and took two photos, and then started to go over there for P pictures.

"Unified P, unified P, everyone should look the same."

"That's right. But no matter how P is, it's really not as good as our brother Yan. To be honest, little brother Yan is so good-looking, he simply doesn't want to give girls a chance to live."

No one knows how Cen Yan feels now.

All she could smell was the perfume that surrounded her.

Every cell in the body is yelling and rejecting, but there is nothing they can do, they can only watch them quietly.

She feels like a sculpture.

The kind that is specially placed on the side for people to take pictures.

Raise your hand when asked to raise your hand, sit when asked to sit, and laugh when asked to laugh.

"No, no, I can't laugh like that, I'm a little dumbfounded."

"Sister, you have such a high appearance, you can't just spoil it!"

"That's right. You can't laugh like that, just pursed your lips lightly, and gave us an aloof and cold look... yes!"

The person taking the picture suddenly yelled, and the movements of his hands did not stop at all, just a click.

"Oh my god, this is too beautiful."

She couldn't help but sigh.

"This look is too in place... It's really not just aloofness."