Hearing this, Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, his sore heart was grasped tightly, he could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating faster suddenly, "Boom" and "Boom" swept across his forehead. The enveloping breath was pushed away, and what was pressed into the heart was extremely fresh air, with a smell sweeter than strawberries.

The drooping eyebrows and the corners of the eyes are all slightly raised, and the calm peach eyes are like stars, which are amazingly bright, and the tone is full of joy that he didn't even notice, "Give it to me?? Are you sure? That's it!" It should be important to you, right?"

Looking from Xue Lin's side, you can only see the white side, the most prominent is the small jade-like earlobes, Xue Lin's throat is rolling, a little dry.

Xue Rin turned his head in one direction, lowered his head and stroked the necklace on his hand, with an inconspicuous smile on his face, deep eyes, as if he was recalling the past.

Jiang Cheng, who was driving, didn't notice Xue Rin's expression, but couldn't hide the joy in his heart. The stagnant atmosphere just now was relieved, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

Xue Rin's cello-like voice sounded in his ears, and he answered in a low voice, "Definitely."

The word "confirmed" seemed simple, but it caused a storm in Jiang Cheng's heart, and his calm heart was tightened again.

"Booming" heart seemed to be jumping out in the next moment, which was irresistible. Jiang Cheng felt that he shouldn't talk about such dangerous topics while driving.

He only heard a few shameless words coming out of his slightly dry throat, "Really? Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient, and accept it cheekily."

Jiang Cheng turned his face sideways, deliberately raised his eyebrows slightly, his glory spread, his eyelashes slightly curled up, and looked at Xue Lin's beautiful phoenix eyes, only to hear Xue Lin smiled softly, as if the one-sided quarrel just now As the laughter dissipated, "Well. Hold out your hand."

"Tsk! Stretch it out and stick it out."

Jiang Cheng smiled, and stretched out a hand following his own will. His white palm had distinct joints, and the lines on it were clearly visible. If you observe carefully, you can also see that his palm is slightly wet.

Xue Rin reached out and placed it on Jiang Cheng's palm, the slightly rough fingertips touched Jiang Cheng's palm, and the hot temperature was connected from the skin of the two.

As if being scalded, Xue Rin withdrew her hand instantly, rubbing her index finger and thumb together, as if she could feel the remaining warmth and tenderness of the palm.

Jiang Cheng felt hot and cold in the palm of his hand, and politely removed that slightly rough hand with just the right sense of distance, but an indescribable sense of loss rose from the bottom of his heart.

And the necklace held by Jiang Cheng still carried the temperature of the person next to him. It was so hot that Jiang Cheng felt as if his heart had been scalded.

The sun was slanting slightly, and there was an unusual atmosphere between the two people in the car.

The air that had been silent for a long time was broken by Jiang Cheng's light cough, Xue Lin looked over subconsciously, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and explained, "I have to go home and change into nice clothes. I can't wear such scumbag clothes in front of the industry bosses! Don't be a joke!"

"No one dares to laugh at you." Xue Lin frowned slightly, her thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and her thin lips parted slightly, "Go directly to the Midsummer Fashion Palace, I have already ordered the clothes, and I will let the stylist help you with my hair later one time."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng directly turned the car into the inner ring, and asked with a smile, "Are you so sure that I will go?"

"Whether you go or not, you will be ready."

Midsummer Fashion Palace is known as the fashion capital of City G. Many famous star-making masters come from here, and many celebrities' makeup and clothing come from here.

Midsummer Fashion Palace, the people here all have a fashion vision, avant-garde but not ignorant.

Especially the top stylists here, they have a keen intuition beyond ordinary people, have a pair of eyes that can see through the beauty and ugliness of the world, and have an unparalleled ability to match.

For them, even an ugly person can be successfully rescued and turned into a superstar face, allowing you to enjoy the frequent turning back of passers-by.

And if you want to have the services of these stylists, you only need one condition, you have money.

This is also in line with the famous saying, although money is not everything, but without money is absolutely impossible.

Jiang Cheng had really never been to the Midsummer Fashion Palace. When he was a [-]-tier starlet, he only went to some small styling rooms, and the money he spent made his heart ache.

In the midsummer fashion hall, he only saw interviews on TV, what styles of clothing did some top stylists match, and what awards they won.

He didn't understand these, nor had he ever understood them. Before today, these were just a shallow concept in his memory.

Midsummer Fashion Palace is worthy of its name. From the decoration style of the whole building, you can see a strong fashion style. The crystal pendant on the ceiling is shining beautifully. The decoration style of each floor is different. It has its own unique characteristics, but it can be skillfully blended together.

It looks like a visual feast. Sure enough, the aesthetics of fashion are different.

Jiang Cheng had already taken off his blue overalls, and was wearing a white T-shirt on his upper body, a pair of black sweatpants on his lower body, and a pair of gray sneakers.

It seemed out of place here, but the workers who came and went didn't keep their eyes on him. They walked in a hurry, as if nothing was worth staying for them.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's calm expression, Xue Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, pulled him over, and said, "Let's go directly to the 25th floor, Linda should already be waiting there."

Jiang Cheng hung the astonishingly hot necklace around his neck. At this moment, his heart was also hot, but his rationality made him suppress the uncontrollable flame that seemed to be about to burn.

The light in his eyes was like a scorching sun, which seemed to burn people to death in an instant. At this moment, Jiang Cheng lowered his eyelids slightly and whispered, "Listen to you."

Xue Lin took people into the staff elevators. There were four or five elevators in Midsummer Fashion Palace, but they were not enough at all. In addition to the employees who went up and down, there were also celebrity bosses and ladies who came and went. Xue Lin used the gap to take people in. In the area, both of them squeezed in.

Jiang Cheng was already a head shorter than Xue Rin, and when he raised his head, his lips were only a few centimeters away from Xue Rin's chin. Jiang Cheng felt that this distance was a bit inconvenient, so he turned to the side and kept observing Jiang Cheng. Xue Rin, who was moving, sighed inwardly with some regret, but his face was expressionless, still serious like an old cadre.

The sound of Xue Rin's "thump, thump, thud" heartbeat rang in his ears, with a sense of rhythm, which made people fascinated.

Jiang Cheng's face became hot all of a sudden, and he wanted to look up at Xue Rin's expression, but Xue Rin pressed him tightly, but this situation didn't last long, the elevator stopped on a certain floor, and some employees went down , not only the space has become much larger, but the air has become much fresher in an instant.

Jiang Cheng hadn't had time to breathe a sigh of relief, just as he was about to distance himself from Xue Rin, he was suddenly crowded and squeezed up again, hitting Xue Rin's chin. He clearly heard Xue Rin's "hissing" sound .

"Stay still. It's a little crowded."

Xue Rin still pressed Jiang Cheng's back of the head with that big hand, his deep voice was not very conspicuous in the crowded elevator, and the hot air rushed to Jiang Cheng's ears, and he felt that he had become a ripe fruit.

He wanted to get closer, but also wanted to continue to test, Jiang Cheng seemed to be at a fork in his life now, and he didn't know how to make a choice.

It is to cut the mess with a sharp knife and make clear the struggle; or to boil the frog in warm water and let nature take its course.

However, under the current environment, Jiang Cheng could only say "um" softly, as a response to Xue Rin's words.

The two of them maintained this strange and ambiguous posture. The elevator in the middle went up and down the floor back and forth. His hand was moved down, "The 25th floor, we're here."

In the elevator, people were almost down, Xue Rin could only lower his eyes helplessly, his eye sockets cast a shadow with crow-feather-like eyelashes, his jaw was tense, and his resentment was almost condensed into a substantial attack weapon.

The decoration style on the 25th floor is unique and strong, with bright red and blue complementing each other. The moment Jiang Cheng stepped out of the elevator, he thought he had entered an art exhibition by mistake. Every frame that caught his eye was full of artist unique creativity.

"This is their company's exclusive style, and their boss prefers this style, with a unique artistic vision."

Xue Lin stepped forward and explained that she looked well-behaved, as if the scene in the elevator just now was an illusion.

Jiang Cheng snorted inwardly, moved his eyelids slightly, and was about to speak, when the sound of high-heeled shoes "thump, thud, thud" drew their attention away.

Jiang Cheng looked up, and the person who came was a woman with long dyed red hair, wearing a v-neck long dress, with a pair of high hats on her feet, walking like a wind, she looked very aggressive, very She has the demeanor of Yujie, and she is obviously familiar with Xue Lin, she raised her wrist and looked at the hands on the watch, her eyes with strong colors narrowed slightly, "Tsk! Ah Lin, I'm a minute late. "

"Okay, count the time later." Xue Lin was also unambiguous. Miss Linda, who has the devil's hand in the midsummer fashion hall, charges by the second, but there are still countless people rushing to come, wanting to see the miracle.

Linda shifted her critical gaze to Jiang Cheng, her eyes were slightly longer, her well-trimmed eyebrows were drawn into an arc, and her red lips were slightly parted, "This is the little internet celebrity you mentioned."

Linda looked Jiang Cheng up and down with slightly empty eyes, and couldn't help but want to reach out her devil's hand and poke Jiang Cheng's cheek, but was stopped by Xue Lin halfway, facing the pair with extremely strong colors Eyes, Xue Lin remained calm, and he said in a deep voice, "Sister Linda, your time."

"I know, I know, I'm so stingy, I just want to see if this face has been corrected." Linda withdrew her hand unconvinced, anyway, you will have to get started later on where you can't see, so stingy What are you doing!

Jiang Cheng laughed crescent moon from the side, and pinched his own cheek, "It's all natural, just like my vegetables."

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