Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

Wen Xinya held the dress in her hand and looked at Si Yiyan.

The eyes of the two were in the air. After a short and intense confrontation, Wen Xinya finally retreated when he raised his wrist to look at his watch.

Wen Xinya glared at him bitterly: "Don't peek at me changing clothes."

The fierce words were a little coquettish.

Having said that, she didn't expect that Si Yiyan would really listen to her.

She sat aside and quickly undressed and changed. The space in the caravan is not small, but with two people staying in it, it became narrow in an instant, and it was difficult for her to change her clothes.

Si Yiyan watched her slightly nervous movements, and the smile on his lips deepened.

The dress has a back zipper, but for some reason, the zipper is a little tight, and she can't pull it.

Si Yiyan put the book in his hand on the sofa, and asked with a half-smile: "Do you need help?"

This dress was chosen by him himself. The invisible zipper was a bit tight, and the zipper ran from the hip to the back of the neck. Without assistance, it was indeed difficult to pull it up.

"No need!" She gasped.

Looking at his crossed legs, his posture is leisurely, and there is a hint of teasing in the corner of his lips, he is clearly watching her jokes, there is no sincerity in wanting to help her, it is clear that he is waiting for her to ask him or beg him in person.

Si Yiyan raised his wrist: "It's 38:3, you've already wasted [-] minutes changing clothes."

Time, in an instant, pinched Wen Xinya's Achilles' heel, she tried to pull it hard twice, but she still couldn't pull it up.

Si Yiyan looked down at the book, but the book hadn't turned a new page for a long time.

"Ah!" Wen Xinya let out a low voice.

Si Yiyan suddenly threw the book aside, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"The zipper seems to pinch your fingers, it hurts so much!" The coquettish voice contained a hint of grievance, and with big eyes, she looked at Si Yiyan with a hint of water in her eyes.

"Let me see!" Si Yiyan wanted to hold her hand.

Xin Xinya didn't show it: "I don't have time, you help me zip up first!"

After finishing speaking, she tried her best to pull the zipper twice, but she still couldn't pull it. She was a little suspicious. Is the zipper stuck or broken?Of course, it is also possible that Si Yiyan deliberately changed such a dress.

Si Yiyan looked at the snow-skinned and greasy skin, the thin and beautiful back in front of him, a smile flashed in his eyes, but he didn't take her seriously, and moved his fingertips down the exposed skin on the back of her neck until he pulled Half of the zipper was slightly lifted up, and the zipper made a short sound, and it was closed instantly.

A trace of pride flashed across Wen Wenya's eyes: "How could such a small invisible zipper be caught!"

After speaking, she couldn't help giggling.

Si Yiyan looked at her wearing jewelry for herself, and smiled triumphantly: "Ghost spirit!"

Do you think he didn't see through her little thoughts?

"Heck!" Wen Xinya smiled triumphantly, sat on the sofa and raised her legs: "You put on my shoes."

Si Yiyan half-kneeled on the carpet, took off the black high heels under her feet, and put a pair of red high heels on her feet.

The graceful and smooth shoe body transformed her jade feet into a graceful shape.

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Wen Xinya opened the curtain, and the makeup artist and stylist were ready.

Si Yiyan sat on the sofa and watched.

"I'm running out of time, so I won't do any complicated hairstyles. Missy's hair grows well. How about simply putting it up in a bun?" mean.

She has a very standard beauty face, with no flaws in the shape of the face, and a very good temperament, and her curly hair suits her very well.

"I come!"

Si Yiyan walked behind Wen Wenya, and with fingers as thin as bamboo joints, he gently combed her long hair. His fingers were nimble, and a bun was completed in almost 5 minutes.

Full of elegance and dignity, the majestic and graceful ancient-style curly hair makes the warm and elegant body sharp and restrained, adding a subtle and reserved beauty.

The stylists were stunned.

Wen Xinya took a selfie in the mirror, with a coquettish smile on her lips: "Your hairstyle is getting better and better, and you have taken away the jobs of professional stylists."

Ever since Si Yiyan asked her to tie her hair up, she seldom let her hair down.

Most of the time, he does it for her. Occasionally, when he doesn't have time, she will do it herself.

Si Yiyan's fingers lightly brushed against her ears: "Practice makes perfect!"

Because I will wear a mask for a while, I only do eye makeup and lip makeup. The entire modeling and makeup process takes 10 minutes to complete.

Immediately afterwards, Si Yiyan's people took the stylist and makeup artist away. In the huge carriage, only Wen Xinya and Si Yiyan were left. The space that used to feel a bit narrow before suddenly became empty.

Wen Xinya's heartbeat suddenly quickened.

Almost ten years have passed since she and Si Yan met, fell in love, and cherished each other.

There are not many relationships in this world that can withstand ten years of tempering and testing without the constraints of marriage.

In this relationship, what she paid was the bravery after the rebirth of the second generation.

But his dedication is an obsession that the gods and Buddhas will not cross.

"Baby, do you know why ancient women wear their hair upside down?" Si Yiyan's smile deepened, and the thin lines at the corners of his eyes stretched out with pleasant arcs.

Wen Xinya gave a low and gentle "hmm": "I know!"

She studied classical literature with her grandfather, how could she not know about this?

Si Yiyan looked at her with deep eyes, just like this.

She whispered: "A coiled hair means loyalty, and this life is only owned by one man."

The ancients believed that hair is like life, and it is the spirit of the body.

A woman's hair is coiled, which means to hide her style and only show it for her husband.

Si Yiyan laughed, raised her jaw, and lowered her head to kiss her.

Wen Xinya tilted her head to avoid his kiss, her delicate red lips revealed a crisp smile: "Don't make trouble, it will be up to you if your makeup wears off after a while."

In fact, she was most worried that Si Yiyan would not be able to hold back.

Si Yiyan looked helplessly at the delicate red lips in front of him, and was considering whether to "force it" when the car stopped, and Liu Yanhua's voice sounded outside.

"Miss, we have arrived!"

Si Yiyan's face darkened instantly.

Wen Xinya giggled and whispered into his ear, "I guess you need some time to [solve] your personal problems. I'll go to the banquet with Liu Yanhua first." Then she opened her mouth and whispered softly. He bit the aorta in the neck, felt his trembling, and said with a low smile, "Don't make me wait too long."

After finishing speaking, she put on the mask, opened the car door charmingly and got out of the car.

The beautiful skirt drew a voluptuous line across the car door.

Si Yiyan looked at the big tent set up between his legs, rubbed his forehead, leaned on the sofa, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"Little girl, you really have guts!"