Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come and Hug

Chapter 455 I Was Targeted by Seniors (33)

Jiang Qiao looked at the words she sent, and turned the hand holding the cup around.

Then he replied: Go to bed first.

Yun Fanfan didn't come back, and planned to go to sleep after taking a shower.

She is still busy during the day, so she must be very tired.

She slept almost until eight or nine in the morning, when Cui Nan woke her up.

The sweet model exhibition is held in the center of Milan, and there will be well-known models from many countries.

She had to rush over to make up and try on clothes first.

The costume designer this time is a well-known designer in Milan. She is 50 to [-] years old this year and is well-known internationally. Many rich people pay a lot of money to ask her to design wedding dresses when they get married.

This designer is not short of money, so he only accepts what he likes.

People don't look at things.

The clothes in this model show are all designed by her. The clothes are generally unrestrained and sexy, but with some implicit beauty.

This one is specially chosen for Yun Fanfan. The clothes are very close-fitting, with a fishtail design at the bottom, and the back is almost exposed, and the shoulders are designed with pleats. The beige pleats are somewhat transparent, and wrap around from the shoulders to the back , hanging to the back, like the wings of an elf.

When she was standing still, she could vaguely see the snow-white skin on her back, but as soon as she moved, the folded veil, which was like fluttering fluff, immediately moved with her movements, and her back suddenly flickered.

One can't help but want to reach out and push aside the gauze on her back to take a look.

Yun Fanfan's hair was also coiled up, and a headdress like a willow leaf hung down her hair to her neck.

After she put on her makeup, another domestic model also arrived.

But she wasn't the only one present, there was a man beside her.

The other person was tall and wearing a suit. When he saw her, his eyes were a little surprised, but not offensive. He nodded to her and then looked away.

A polite look.

Yun Fanfan was ready, she gave up her seat to the other party, and followed Cui Nan out.

Halfway there, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten her bag, so she let Cui Nan go first, and she went back to get her bag.

The door of the dressing room was only ajar, and Yun Fanfan felt a little embarrassed when he heard the voice from inside.

She heard a male voice inside saying: "That girl was invited together with her sister? She looks really cute, but she doesn't look like a model, and she doesn't seem to have any advantages compared to her sister."

She heard such words as soon as she came, and it was too late to avoid them.

Then I had to stand against the wall for a while.

When Xiaobaicai heard that, she said angrily, "Shit, my host is the most powerful, okay?"

Yun Fanfan reminded it: "Xiaobaicai, don't curse."

She can't interfere with what other people think of her.

And she doesn't care.

How tiring it would be to live if you cared about what other people think of you every day.

After waiting for a minute or two, Yun Fanfan felt that it was almost time to go in, so he immediately opened the door.

The boy was sitting on a chair and playing with his mobile phone just now. The makeup artist hadn't arrived yet. Seeing her push the door in, the boy looked up and was stunned.

Yun Fanfan said with an apology on his face, "I'm sorry, I forgot to take my bag."

After finishing speaking, she took her bag in her hand, and then said, "Excuse me, please continue."

Turned around and left the room.

Fan Zheng looked at her back and put the phone back in his pocket.

With exaggerated smoky makeup on Yun Fanfan's face, the model is to show clothes, not sell herself.

(End of this chapter)