Dear Mr. Shi

Before dawn, at about five o'clock, Song Qinghuan was pulled from the bed by Shi Yuhan.

In the living room, yawning, she saw Li Qianze and was looking at her with a smile, "Morning, Miss Bai."

Song Qinghuan blinked his eyes and greeted in a daze: "Morning, that, why are you here? So early!"

Li Qianze explained: "We came here yesterday. It's just your news, so we didn't come to disturb you. Let's go. I will take you to... tidy up."

As he said, he raised his hand to Song Qinghuan and gestured up and down.

Song Qinghuan raised his hand and scratched his head, and asked incomprehensibly: "What are you going to do? I've washed it!"

Li Qianze laughed softly: "There is a family banquet at noon, but my brother said that when you came yesterday, you didn’t bring any clothes for the banquet, so I will take you to change your outfit now. It’s too late, it’s too late."

He was tweeting non-stop, and he had already turned and headed outside.

Song Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then took another look at Shi Yuhan. Under the sign of his eyes, he hurriedly followed.

Speeding all the way, before Song Qinghuan had time to see clearly, Li Qianze took her into place, and when he got off the car, he was surrounded by a group of uniformed girls, pushing her into an elegant beauty room with half pushing and half pulling.

They first tested her body with an instrument, and then did a full-body SPA, tossing Song Qinghuan from head to toe all morning.

Song Qinghuan fell asleep, and when she woke up, she saw several service staff pushing several racks of clothes to let her try on.

Let her pick one she likes first.

Song Qinghuan randomly fiddled with the clothes on the shelf in front, then took two deep breaths, and looked at the service staff and said, "Why, all of them are breast-exposed?"

"What about here? Do you see anything you like?" the service staff asked, pointing to another rack of clothes.

Song Qinghuan got up and walked over to take a look, and then stared at the service staff ashamed: "This...is it all with backless? Isn't there any hidden ones?"

The service staff smiled and replied: "I'm sorry. No!"

Between bare chest and bare back, Song Qinghuan really chose to bare back, more importantly because the weather is cold now, and she puts on a coat outside, which means nothing is exposed.

In the evening paper, professionals put on exquisite makeup on her.

After half an hour, Song Qinghuan's eyes widened in astonishment, looking at the strange self in the mirror.

In the mirror, that noble, elegant and beautiful woman, is it really Song Qinghuan?

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

Listening to the formulaic and beautiful words of the surrounding service staff, Song Qinghuan blinked, how could he not believe that he could be so beautiful.

She usually doesn't make up, but now she is painted with delicate makeup, wearing an ice blue chiffon dress, the color like sea water makes her skin white and snowy, soft fabrics and slightly waisted The design is even more slender and slender, coupled with a smooth black hair and long hair, it can not be said that she is like a fallen fairy, beautiful not to eat the fireworks, but it is really the most beautiful time she has lived so long. Up.

Li Qianze's eyes showed undisguised appreciation, and he whistled at Song Qinghuan.

Then, he said to the store manager, "It's done, that's it, let's go, Miss Bai, your Mr. Jia Han is still waiting."