One Birth Five Treasures: The President Daddy is Super Fierce

"OK!"

The make-up artist shrugged, then stood aside, signaling to Yi Yun to do the make-up by herself, and she would never make a look for a blind man anyway.

"This is your job!" Ling Meiyu negotiated with her in very standard English, but no matter what, the foreign makeup artist still looked contemptuous.

"You can use everything in this room, but you have no right to interfere with my freedom."

"Yi Yun, they..." Ling Meiyu rolled up her sleeves, thinking about going up to argue, Yi Yun shook her head and stopped her.

What we have to do now is not to fight for right and wrong. In front of these old foreigners, only strength is the best way to slap them in the face.

The foreign female makeup artist looked contemptuously at Yi Yun who was at a loss, "Hmph, in your capital, you can't pick out a second stylist who is better than me!"

"is it?"

At this time, a high-pitched voice came from the door. Ling Meiyu followed the sound and saw Su Ya leaning against the door leisurely with a large cosmetic bag on her back.

She smiled at Ling Meiyu, walked forward coolly, and put the cosmetic bag on the table.

"What you said just now!" Su Ya tilted her head, staring sharply at the foreign woman, "Say it again?"

"You in Kyoto, you can't find anyone better than me..."

Su Ya plucked her ears in disgust, "What, I only hear flies buzzing, it's so annoying..."

"Okay, you stand aside."

Su Ya stood in front of Yi Yun, leaned slightly, and looked at Yi Yun in the mirror, "Jinjin, it seems that I have a long way to go with this look."

"Then leave it to you!"

Suya's eyes turned cold, and she immediately started the preparatory work for the styling. Every step was delicate and proficient, very professional.

An hour passed quickly, the curtain opened, and a brand new and distinctive Yi Yun appeared in front of everyone.

Dressed in a red dress, she is delicate and glamorous, just like a rose that has just bloomed. Her delicate red lips show her charm even more. The tea-colored women's sunglasses cover her face, but they add a touch of beauty to her. It has a mysterious style, the skirt on the lower body is slit all the way to the thighs, and the slender and tender legs are embellished. One glance can make people's blood spurt!
The make-up artist stared at Yi Yun, opened his eyes wide, his face darkened a little bit, and stood aside in embarrassment, not daring to look at Yi Yun again.

Yi Yun's appearance really had to impress everyone present, but the photographer didn't agree that Yi Yun could take perfect photos in a state of blindness!
Even if this red dress is covered with sunglasses, it does not guarantee that other looks will be covered with sunglasses.

After hearing this, Yi Yun threw away her sunglasses on the spot!
"what is she doing?"

"I don't know, oh! Look at her dead fish eyes!"

"She's really crazy!"

Yi Yun waved her hand, "Hi, you can start now."

The photographer didn't know why, "Miss Su Jinjin, you—"

Under everyone's suspicion, she started to move and pose, her movements were natural and smooth, her eyes were slightly closed, the same makeup was natural, her temperament was amazing, the empty eyes not only did not reduce her points, but also added a different kind of charm to her Ethereal beauty!
The limited-edition purple crystal bracelet on her wrist is perfectly complemented by her ethereal temperament!
"Amazing!"

"It's so beautiful, you can directly produce the picture without finishing it!"