The private treasure of the president of the wealthy family Ⅰ

38 Let's go Kexin is completely naked (forbidden words), soaking in the milk bath, looking at this gorgeous space, full of expensive crystal lamps, imitation of European gold wisps of the wall, There is also a lavender essential oil lamp on the left, with a familiar and mysterious fragrance that gently surrounds me...

Her big dreamy and terrified eyes looked around. Although she was eager to relax, she was still a little nervous and scared. After taking a bath, she carefully picked up the bathrobe and put it on. The girl outside the bathroom had already brought in a set of clothes for her to wear. .

She froze for a moment, glanced at the dress, thought about it nervously, then stretched out her hand and put it on.

The spf pavilion on the second floor.

Su Ruiqi sat on the white sofa outside the museum, flipping through this year's popular magazines, page by page, and finally saw a certain celebrity, wearing a tube top, water lake blue gauze dress, carrying an LV bag , sitting in the VIP seat of Paris Fashion Week, looking up at the models on the stage, he kept silent and turned another page.

Xiao Chu stood waiting outside the bathroom, but turned around very curiously, glanced at Su Ruiqi, then leaned over curiously and said with a smile: "Boss..."

"Hmm." Su Ruiqi was still flipping through the magazine.

Xiao Chu stared at Su Ruiqi with curious eyes, and asked gossipingly, "Who is that girl?"

Su Ruiqi raised his eyelids and glanced at her with a half-smile.

Xiao Chu immediately dared not make a sound, coughed, turned around and went to work.

Su Ruiqi smiled inwardly, and continued to flip through the magazine, but heard the door of the library open slightly, and raised his eyelids.

Kexin wore a British-style black tight-fitting fishbone velvet skirt, and walked out cautiously and fearfully. The rose petal fabric design of the inner skirt was light and fluffy, showing her slender waist. The polished skirt made her whole body Highlighting the extravagance, wearing a small white suit jacket made her a little more reserved...

Su Ruiqi smiled in satisfaction, instead of looking at the girl behind him, he put down the magazine directly, turned around and said, "Follow me."

Kexin glanced at his back, and followed him involuntarily.

Unknowingly walked into an independent image design studio.

Standing by the door, she watched Su Ruiqi pick up the scissors in the transparent glass space, and gently scraped the scissors with her mother fingers, her eyes revealing a little long meaning.

She doesn't understand.

"Sit..." Su Ruiqi picked up the cloak for cutting hair, looked at her and said.

She couldn't resist, so she could only move her body and walk to the seat where the hair was cut, subconsciously ignoring the mirror.

Su Ruiqi put down the scissors, came behind her, gently held her shoulders, made her sit down, put on the cloak for her, customized it, and then gently combed the waist-length hair with a comb, and picked it up A section of hair, flicking the scissors lightly, the knife edge has been placed on the hair at the shoulder, Kexin immediately looked at him nervously...

He laughed understandingly and said, "Why? Not willing?"

Kexin's eyes flickered in fear, and she dared not make a sound.

Su Ruiqi held the scissors, looked at the shiny black hair, and said slowly: "The most beautiful is what suits you. Only by discarding some can we have some. Be brave."

After he finished speaking, he cut it off with a knife, and the long hair fell slowly on the white ground.

Tang Kexin's tears fell down.

Su Ruiqi kept silent, and continued to professionally and focusedly cut off sections of long and depressed hair for her. He cut them one by one, seemingly ruthlessly, but delicately completed a soft and sweet short hair that was retracted into the oval cheeks. Even the long bangs on her forehead were cleverly turned away from her left face, covering the incompleteness of her left face, revealing a very delicate and beautiful appearance of her right face, those dreamy eyes, blinking lightly, infinitely alluring.

Tang Kexin finally looked at herself in the mirror, but she was inexplicably sad, tears continued to drip down.

Su Ruiqi remained silent, picked up the hair dryer, and dried her clean and fragrant hair, and then gently shaped it with styling water. After finally finishing it, he stood behind her and looked at the hair in the mirror. she.

Tang Kexin continued to blink her tearful eyes and looked at herself in the mirror. Her shoulder-length short hair was more refreshing than ever before, sweet and pleasant...

Su Ruiqi looked at Kexin's tearful eyes in the mirror, but didn't make a sound, but lifted the cloak and put it aside, until he sat on the sofa with a transparent glass wall, picked up the magazine, and looked at it while turning his head. He said without hesitation: "My work is over, you can go."

Tang Kexin sat on the seat, watching Su Ruiqi in the mirror suddenly became a little cold, she didn't dare to make a sound, but leaned on the side of the chair with both hands, stood up, turned around and looked at him.

Su Ruiqi remained silent and continued to flip through the magazine.

Tang Kexin's eyes dimmed slightly, but she still came slowly to him, bent down slightly to him, and said softly, "Thank you..."

"You're welcome. Let's go. I don't have much time, and I have something to do in the afternoon..." Su Ruiqi raised his head, glanced at her, smiled slightly, and continued to read the magazine.

Tang Kexin took a look at him, but she didn't dare to make a sound, so she walked down the studio silently, walked down the spiral staircase, went downstairs slowly, and walked out of the store under the surprised eyes of the employees who had already started work, and greeted him. The shivering cold wind raised his head and looked at the figure reading a magazine in the glass window on the second floor...

Su Ruiqi continued flipping through the magazine until he felt that the light in his eyes downstairs had disappeared, then he turned his head slowly and looked at the lonely and pitiful girl, walking alone on the lonely road...