Cool Treasure from Heaven: Mo Shaoxi as Father

The next day.

Jiao Jinhan drove to the outside of the community where Ah Lang lived.

Parking the car on the side of the road, he called A Lang.

"I'm here, come down."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Jiao Jinhan rolled down the car window, put one arm on the car window, and tapped the steering wheel casually with the other hand.

Cars and people come in from time to time in the community.

Jiao Jinhan glanced sideways ahead, and saw a girl in a white skirt walking out.

It's too far away to see clearly.

Jiao Jinhan didn't care, he looked away, sat in the car and waited patiently.

After a while, someone came to his side and called softly: "Brother."

It sounded a little familiar.

Jiao Jinhan turned his head subconsciously, and what caught his eyes was Ah Lang's beautiful face.

With a smile on her face, she looked at him quietly.

Jiao Jinhan was stunned, and subconsciously sized her up.

She was wearing a white gauze skirt, a coat of the same color, and a pair of matching soft-soled black leather shoes.

Refreshing, pretty, like a different person.

"Brother, is it weird that I dress like this?"

Seeing Jiao Jinhan looking straight at him, Ah Lang asked a little uncomfortable.

Jiao Jinhan nodded subconsciously, "Yes...no! Get in, get in the car!"

It's amazing!
He was so surprised that he was speechless.

He thought she wouldn't wear this white gauze dress.

Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

The sense of amazement I saw in the mall before hit again.

And why does he feel that she is more stunning than what he saw in the mall yesterday?

What is the difference?
By the way, it's the way she walks.

When he glanced at it just now, the person in the white dress must be her.

The way she walks today is very calm, not like a shaking little penguin like yesterday.

A Lang sat in the passenger cab.

Seeing that Jiao Jinhan was still looking at her, she frowned, "Isn't it strange that I'm dressed like this? Otherwise, just wait for me, I'd better go and change."

She's also so awkwardly dressed.

God knows that she got up early this morning and changed for countless times before mustering up the courage to finally put on this suit and go out.

If my brother thinks it's strange, she'd better go change clothes.

"It's not surprising, it's beautiful."

Jiao Jinhan coughed lightly, looked away, and started the car.

"Really good-looking?"

A Lang asked uncertainly.

"Well, it's more real than real gold."

Jiao Jinhan glanced at her, touched the starlight in her eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

After driving to a styling studio, Jiao Jinhan got out of the car and opened the door for A Lang.

"Brother, is it okay for me to look like this? What else do you want to look like?"

A Lang looked at the bright doors and windows of the modeling studio, feeling a little cramped.

She has never been in such a place since she grew up.

"Don't be afraid, they'll make you look better."

Jiao Jinhan carried the little girl into the door, and comforted her softly.

A Lang didn't say anything, he let Jiao Jinhan hand her over to a stylist, and then sat down on the chair.

"Little sister's skin is really good. Are you allergic to anything when you usually use cosmetics?"

The stylist took out the makeup bag and prepared to apply makeup to A Lang.

"I usually don't use makeup."

A wolf answered truthfully.

"Little sister is really a natural beauty."

The stylist praised him, and then began to put on makeup for Ah Lang.

A Lang closed his eyes, only feeling that his face was being tossed for a while.

I don't know why so many girls like makeup.

Does it really look better with makeup on?

Isn't it a waste of time to smear on the face like this?
With this time for makeup, she would rather read a few more minutes of fairy tales.

"Okay, little sister, open your eyes and take a look? Are you satisfied?"

The stylist motioned for A Lang to open his eyes.

A Lang opened his eyes, saw himself in the mirror, and was slightly taken aback.

The self in the mirror is still the same face, but obviously, because of the stylist's dress, her face has become more beautiful and refined.

The slightly curled eyelashes flicker, and the small Qiong nose is tight and firm.

The rosy lips are like glossy jelly, which makes people want to pick them.

After putting on makeup, it is really different.

Well, it seems that sometimes it is necessary to sacrifice a few minutes of reading fairy tale books.

A Lang secretly cursed.

"If you're satisfied, I'll do your hair for you."

The stylist had a polite smile on his face.

A Lang nodded and continued to enjoy the services of the stylist.

In the rest area not far away, Jiao Jinhan casually glanced at A Lang's back thoughtfully.

The hair was done, the skirt was worn, and the leather shoes were changed, but something seemed to be missing.

Jiao Jinhan's eyes moved slightly, he got up and walked outside.

A Lang in front of the mirror finally finished his make-up under the help of the stylist.

"Okay, little sister, take a look again, are you satisfied?"

Hearing this, A Lang looked at his completely new self in the mirror and blinked.

It turns out that I look good after I dress up.

It's completely different from the tomboy from before.

Although the hair is still short, the stylist helped me take care of it, making her look much more playful and cute.

Now I am like a delicate little princess, I always feel that I have to speak and walk lightly.

Does my brother think she looks good?
A Lang subconsciously turned around to look for Jiao Jinhan's figure.

At this time, Jiao Jinhan just came in from the outside.

Still holding a box in hand.

He looked in the direction of A Lang, and saw A Lang staring at him.

ready?

Jiao Jinhan hooked the corners of his lips, and strode towards her.

The little girl stood there pretty, looking at him for a moment.

After dressing up, she looks like a newborn baby, so delicate that people want to take good care of her.

Jiao Jinhan's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he stood still in front of her, his eyes were deep.

"Mr. Jiao, are you satisfied with your girlfriend's makeup?"

Seeing Jiao Jinhan's straight eyes, the stylist knew that he was amazed.

When Jiao Jinhan heard the word girlfriend, his ears twitched suddenly.

"Well, your craftsmanship is very good, I am very satisfied."

Very satisfied with her name.

"Uh, I'm not..."

Hearing what the stylist said, A Lang subconsciously wanted to get entangled.

Jiao Jinhan opened the box in a timely manner, "I see that there is still something missing in your neck, and it should be perfect if you wear it."

When Ah Lang's words were interrupted, he felt a chill on his neck.

The man's familiar breath rushed towards her, wrapping her in his arms.

A Lang felt his heart beating suddenly, and his little hand clenched his fist unconsciously.

what happened?

Why is her heart beating so fast again?

Did she really have a heart attack?

call!
She can't seem to breathe!

"Okay, take a look."

Jiao Jinhan put on the necklace for Ah Lang, turned her stiff body, and faced the mirror.

A Lang swallowed his saliva, looked at the delicate and shy face in the mirror, and blinked vigorously.

Is this her?

His face was as red as a monkey's butt, why did the person in the mirror seem to be another person?