Pregnancy Ascension Theorem

The Starlight Charity Ceremony starts at 06:30 in the evening.

They started to walk the red carpet at seven o'clock. Fang Zhiyao walked with Zhou Chonglin this time, and the order was later. It is estimated that he will have to wait until 07:30 before he can be photographed.But even so, Fang Zhiyao started to make up and dress up at twelve o'clock in the noon, and tried his best to prepare for the charity ceremony.

"Did I have bad skin today?"

After Fang Zhiyao finished applying a mask, he sat in front of the dressing table and looked left and right, still dissatisfied with his skin condition.

"I feel like my skin is loose after pregnancy, should I put on another mask?"

Zhou Mo took a closer look and frowned: "It's okay, it's just your dark circles—why are they still so heavy?

"Brother, you haven't announced this time, are you singing every night?"

Fang Zhiyao clicked his tongue and rubbed his eyes: "What are you talking about? It was Zelda ○ who said it was so much fun. I played all night yesterday."

"...Are you shifting your career focus from the entertainment industry to games?" Zhou Mo poked Fang Zhiyao's stomach, "Let's play less games, and you won't be afraid of radiation."

Fang Zhiyao's stomach is almost five months old, and the swelling is becoming more and more obvious. However, his limbs are still very slender and his face is small. When he is sitting, his stomach is bulging, like a small ball is stuffed in his stomach .

Fang Zhiyao protected his stomach, and glared at Zhou Mo: "Don't poke, he is kicking me, don't poke his feet."

"Ouch, ouch, are you protecting the cub before it's born?"

"That's no nonsense, who doesn't protect the piece of meat in the stomach?" Fang Zhiyao twisted Zhou Mo, "When I come out, I will crawl all over the ground. I will be the first to scratch you. Let you keep poking My stomach, you weird auntie."

"It's been almost five months, do you know your gender?" Zhou Mo wetted the makeup sponge and began to put foundation on Fang Zhiyao, "Is it Omega? Or Alpha?"

Fang Zhiyao sighed, closed his eyes and made Zhou Mo powder: "After I posted the picture of the avocado, some people commented that I was an Alpha baby boy. But I don't believe it, I have to wait until the baby is born. Look—what if the netizens read it wrong!"

"Ham, you can just lie to yourself and see how long you can fool yourself—raise your head, and I'll take a picture of your face."

Fang Zhiyao raised his head obediently: "Let's look again, whatever gender you are, it's whatever gender you are. Anyway, they all want to braid me—and you can't hit me."

Zhou Chonglin happened to walk in with his secretary, and heard the second half of Fang Zhiyao's words: "What?"

Fang Zhiyao: "Hit your son!"

Zhou Chonglin frowned: "It's saying this again."

"Why can't I say it? I want to say it, I want to say it: hit your son hit your son hit your son!

"I told you to sell my kohlrabi last night! ——I can earn an extra three bells by selling a portion today!"

"You'll forget."

"I can't!" Fang Zhiyao stared at him with wide eyes, "You're just great at investing, do you think you can play games better than me?"

"Then why did you forget to sell it last time?"

"I overslept last time! Didn't I ask you to remind me? Reminding me doesn't mean selling for me!"

When the daughter-in-law wanted to be held accountable, Zhou Chonglin was wrong in everything he said, so he simply changed the topic and looked at the clothes hanging on the side: "Wear this later?"

Fang Zhiyao rolled his eyes: "Changed the topic again!"

Zhou Mo watched happily from the side, and joked: "Oh, ouch, flirting is becoming more and more proficient? It's really enviable. He was crying and crying every day, telling people how flirtatious and jerk his husband is. oh?"

Fang Zhiyao cut out: "It's time to put on your makeup, it's a lot of trouble!"

Zhou Mo just shut up and started to concentrate on makeup.

Of course Zhou Mo alone can't manage this kind of grand ceremony tonight. Three stylists including Zhou Mo need to work at the same time to finish the styling before five o'clock.Zhou Mo has been with Fang Zhiyao for so long, and she is the person whose makeup style best fits Fang Zhiyao's personality. She is always dissatisfied with the coloring techniques of other makeup artists and will constantly remind others what to do.

"Don't mix these two colors, and don't apply them too thickly. Yaoyao's skin is fair. You are applying such a heavy color to make it smokey, right? Break it up!"

"The shape of the lips can be retouched. Will the color of the lipstick fade? Today's clothes don't look good with this color."

"Put some glitter powder on the corners of the eyes, his eyes are big enough, and he can use a little more sparkle color."

Fang Zhiyao stayed still, and didn't dare to twist his neck. He lowered his eyelids to let the eyeshadow brush on, and kept his mouth half-open to paint his lips.

"Momo," Fang Zhiyao squeezed a few words out between his teeth with difficulty, "I want to paint the one with gold powder last time, that one looks good."

"Which one? Is it the color from the first concert last time?" Zhou Mo looked closely at Fang Zhiyao's moist lips, "Okay, it should match."

"It's in my bag, bring it for me, I'll paint it myself."

One of the stylists hurriedly put down the things in his hands to find Fang Zhiyao's bag.Fang Zhiyao's bag was in Zhou Chonglin's hand, and the stylist carefully glanced at Young Master Zhou while flipping through it, for fear that Young Master Zhou would be displeased.

Zhou Chonglin didn't feel displeased, but put down the coffee and financial magazines in his hands, frowned, and asked a little doubtfully, "Isn't it alright?"

Zhou Chonglin didn't have anything to dress up, so after changing his clothes, he sat down here and read magazines, which lasted for two hours.Now two hours have passed, Fang Zhiyao is still sitting and posing, it seems that there is no progress at all.

Looking at the various bottles and cans in front of the dressing table, big and small, it really seems to be going to the battlefield.Steel Straight A Zhou Chonglin couldn't understand: It's just a red carpet, do you want to make such a big move?

Not just the makeup, Zhou Chonglin and Fang Zhiyao’s clothes tonight are all Laurine Welch’s super-seasonal new styles. The new supermodels didn’t have time to wear them for the fashion show, and the tailor sent them directly from the country I .Except for the president of Zhongyu and the global spokesperson of LW, it is difficult for others to get such a fresh super-season high-end suit.

Fang Zhiyao glanced at Zhou Chonglin behind him from the mirror, and said angrily: "I can't wait, you go first, anyway, I want to look beautiful tonight."

Zhou Chonglin had nothing to do, so he began to look at Fang Zhiyao's clothes, and noticed that the shoes Fang Zhiyao was going to wear tonight were a pair of small high heels: "Are these shoes so high?"

Fang Zhiyao: "This makes it look like my legs are long enough."

"Your legs are long enough, there is no need to wear such high ones."

The average height of a male Omega is only about 175cm. Fang Zhiyao is considered tall, at 180cm, and his body length ratio is not bad. He looks a lot taller than ordinary Omega, like a walking BJD doll.

After all this, Fang Zhiyao thinks he is not tall enough?Zhou Chonglin couldn't understand.

"Isn't it all your fault! Who told you to walk the red carpet with me this time!" Fang Zhiyao began to dislike Zhou Chonglin again, "You are too tall and make me look so short. Can you leave later, Shall I walk behind you?"

"Didn't you say you want to go together?" Zhou Chonglin refused, and touched Fang Zhiyao's stomach from behind, "Walking alone with such high shoes, what if you fall down?"

"No way, I've already attached the non-slip mat." Fang Zhiyao patted Zhou Chonglin's hand away, "Why are you all so annoying, you always like to touch my stomach. Zai Zai is sleeping right now, let me fix it for you When you wake up, you're going to make a fuss again later."

"How noisy?" Zhou Chonglin kissed Fang Zhiyao, "Kicked you?"

"It's more than that, I'm rolling around on my belly." Fang Zhiyao snorted, "What if this is really an Alpha baby boy? If it's like you, it's another boring gourd; one bored is enough, and you have to another one.

"I'm wearing makeup. You come to kiss me, and you're not afraid of a kiss."

"You don't like boring gourds?"

"I like shit, I'm annoying you to death." Fang Zhiyao put on lip gloss and pursed his lips, "Don't look at me, I want to laugh if you look at me so close."

"Then laugh." Zhou Chonglin was about to take a closer look at Fang Zhiyao, "I like your smile."

"Hmph, sweet talk." Fang Zhiyao fended him off, "Don't rush, don't rush, just sit for a while, and I'll be fine soon."

After tossing and tossing for more than half an hour, Fang Zhiyao finally finished packing.

Fang Zhiyao's suit was personally selected by Carlos. It is a black and white misplaced suit with a casual style and a loose fit.The main color of black is calm and aura, and the black and white misplaced design is casual and casual; LW's version design has always paid attention to the smoothness of the lines, even if it is a loose version, it will not look too loose and not self-cultivating, which is very suitable Fang Zhiyao is five months pregnant.

Fang Zhiyao is very satisfied with this outfit, because it can cover his stomach and not make the "small ball" between his stomach stand out too much.It's just that the clothes have to be worn flat to look good, and Zhou Chonglin's belly is easy to show when he hugs his waist.

"Don't you put your arms around me? I finally found a body to cover my stomach. If you hug me like this, my stomach will be exposed!" When the waiting room was about to walk on the red carpet, Fang Zhiyao was arranging his clothes to prevent Zhou Chonglin from hugging his waist .

Zhou Chonglin wanted to support Fang Zhiyao, fearing that Fang Zhiyao would fall while wearing small leather shoes with such a high heel: "Then hold my arm, and I will take you away."

"I don't, I'll go by myself." Fang Zhiyao refused, "I don't want to look like a wealthy little wife. When I get off the stage and watch so many entertainment reporters, I will definitely ask again , bored to death."

Tonight's red carpet is the first time that Fang Zhiyao and Zhou Chonglin have joined hands in a formal occasion since they made their relationship public. Entertainment journalists have been holding their cameras and waiting for a long time. The first impression, I don't want people to think that he is a little wife attached to a wealthy family and relying on her belly.

"Then let them ask." Zhou Chonglin took Fang Zhiyao's hand, "If you don't hold me, I will hold you."

Fang Zhiyao was still not happy: "Can't we go our separate ways side by side? This is the first time I've walked the red carpet with Alpha...you are so taller than me, it makes me very nervous."

Zhou Chonglin didn't let go: "There's nothing to be nervous about, let's go."

The staff gestured to Fang Zhou and the two to come on stage.

Fang Zhiyao immediately became nervous, took a deep breath, and slowly stepped up the steps and onto the red carpet under Zhou Chonglin's hand.

When he walked up the avenue covered with red carpet from the dark, the dazzling white light outside made Fang Zhiyao a little dazed and unable to open his eyes.

After a moment of absentmindedness, what Fang Zhiyao heard was the praise of "wow" from the entertainment journalists and photographers who have always been picky.

"My God, it's so beautiful."