Ex-wife, please marry me

Wan wanwan just heard that, regardless of her mother's constant reminder to be a lady, she yelled that the car would attract people's attention, while Wan wanwan's childish voice attracted more return.

"We don't agree. Sister Mengmeng belongs to us and has been contracted by our family!"

Small Zhuo nianan has not grown up to show a domineering attitude of president, has contracted things never to others, touch a finger can not, still dating? Don't even think about it!

"Brother, drive faster!"

Wan wanwan anxiously said that because she always watched some Korean Idol TV dramas at home with her father, she had been worried about these things for a long time. When she heard brother Zhuo Nianqi say that Wang Mengmeng was walking with others, she had already seen the scene that Wang Mengmeng was held in her arms by another strange man that they didn't know. She was angry.

"If you don't drive faster, you won't know where to cry when your sister is robbed by others."

Zhuo read Qi head black line, this kid talk too don't give oneself this big brother face.

To think about it, Zhuo Nianqi's right foot slowly increased the strength of stepping on the accelerator, and the car's code meter quickly went up. He stopped it in time. Wang Mengmeng belongs to himself, and he can't let others take advantage of him.

Wang Mengmeng follows Tommy to the make-up area behind the photography area. Several staff members warmly greet Tommy. Tommy nods and takes Wang Mengmeng to a row of clothes hangers.

Wang Mengmeng bit her lip nervously and awkwardly. She didn't know what to wear later. She weighed her feet and then turned her head to peek at it secretly.

What's more, it's not up to the magazine editor to decide what to wear. Lu Jinbo tells himself that Tommy is a photographer, so why let the photographer choose the clothes? Of course, she was embarrassed to ask these words. She comforted herself with conjecture. Maybe she was ignorant.

Looking at Tommy fiddling with the clothes on the hanger, she naturally saw the clothes that made her feel very avant-garde but exaggerated. She could not help but put her hands together in her heart and prayed to God. God, please don't let me wear those strange clothes.

Finally, Tommy chose a long print dress of Persian chrysanthemum from the two dresses, with some exotic, some retro, some cool and thin autumn flavor.

Perhaps autumn is approaching, and every shop has changed into autumn clothes one after another. As a guide to the clothing market, clothing magazines naturally have to make preparations in advance.

Then, with no expression on his face, Tommy chooses a pair of high heels for Wang Mengmeng. Finally, he names the makeup artist who nestles up to Wang Mengmeng and leaves her alone in the makeshift dressing room.

Wang Mengmeng is not clear now. As for Lu Jinbo's telling himself that Tommy is very satisfied with himself, he doesn't see it at all.

Forget it. Anyway, it's part-time. Just do what you should do well. Why do you have to make the other party smile at you.

She looked at the makeup artist standing in front of her. She looked like a little girl. She was a little shorter than her. Although she didn't want to, Wang Mengmeng could only look down at her.

"Change there." This female makeup artist's voice is small, with a little baby voice. When she talks, she has a lovely smile on her face, which makes Wang Mengmeng feel kind.

"Good." Wang Mengmeng originally wanted to put down her bag and give it to the other party for safekeeping, but she was still a little worried, so she went into the dressing room with her clothes, shoes and bags.

The changing room is built temporarily. It covers an area of two and a half square meters. There is a round stool in it that only one person can sit down.

She put the bag on the stool and the clothes Tommy had given herself on the bag before she changed them.

Because this is a temporary dressing room, there is no mirror in it for her to see what she looks like in the end, but she looks good from top to bottom.

Put the changed clothes into the bag. With hesitation, he doubted whether the makeup or hairstyle on his face had been changed or wiped just now. But he was afraid of wasting time, so he didn't care and walked out with his shoes.

"Are you out at last?" As soon as Wang Mengmeng opened the curtain of the dressing room, the sound of a baby's laughter rang in her ear. She looked down to the left. Sure enough, the other party was standing at the door of the dressing room waiting for her to come out. She was looking up at herself with a smile.

Wang Mengmeng was stunned and nodded after he reacted.

The makeup artist takes Wang Mengmeng to a cushioned backless stool on the seat. In front of her, there is also a small mobile rotating table, which is brought temporarily. There are all kinds of bottles on it. Even as a woman, Wang Mengmeng can't help but be surprised and envious. Because there are never too many good things.

"You can call me Xiaoyou. What do you call me?" The female makeup artist with a baby voice picked up a bottle of make-up liquid and cotton cloth from the table and looked back at Wang Mengmeng.

Wang Mengmeng naturally felt embarrassed by the other party's enthusiasm and responded, "my name is Wang Mengmeng."

"I'll call you Xiaomeng." Xiaoyou helped Wang Mengmeng take off her original makeup with makeup remover. "When I heard Tommy say that yesterday, there will be a student. It's really you. Although I've grown up like this, I've been in this business for a long time. I'm much older than you. You should call me Youjie or something, but women really want to be called younger to be happy. " Xiaoyou spat out her tongue and said lovingly.

Xiaoyou helped Wang Mengmeng remove the makeup from his face. After carefully removing the makeup from his eyes and around the corner of his eyes, he sighed, "your skin is so good!" Then he reached out and pinched Wang Mengmeng's face. "I don't want to put on makeup on your face. It's beautiful to keep the beauty of plain face."

Wang Mengmeng was praised by the other party for being professional, and the content that he should have been used to was shy again.

"No exaggeration. If you don't, I'm afraid they'll wait for me too long... "Wang Meng dreams of making a bad impression on each other when she comes to shoot on her first day.

"It's OK. I know it." Xiaoyou laughs, letting Wang Mengmeng not be so nervous. But now that the little dreams have been put forward, it's better to hurry up.

Wang Mengmeng closed her eyes, and then felt a soft and cold finger on her face. Then she gently patted her face and slowly rubbed it away, as if every part of her skin had been rubbed and covered.

Wang Mengmeng can feel each other's skill. Compared with her own make-up technique, she is a plane and a tractor.

Thanks to her just thinking, Xiaoyou doesn't have to wipe all the make-up she used to make in school? Now she is convinced that in each other's eyes, her make-up technique is just playing children's painting game.

Soft bristles swept gently on Wang Mengmeng's face. She closed her eyes and said, "Xiaoyou, if I have another chance next time, can you teach me how to make up?"

"Yes Xiaoyou agreed without hesitation. She put down the rinse on her hand and helped Wang Mengmeng to make up her eyes. "But I don't think you need me to teach you. Although the technique is not as skillful as I've been helping others make up for a long time, you are very aesthetic. You know where to cover up and where to highlight. I feel that you are also very professional. What do you learn?"

Wang Mengmeng didn't expect to be praised by a professional makeup artist. He was a little happy and said, "I draw, so maybe."

"So it is!" Xiaoyou made such a clear expression.

Eight minutes later, Xiaoyou asked Wang Mengmeng to open her eyes. When she opened her eyes and saw herself in the mirror, she was stunned. It's not that Wang Meng dreams of narcissism. She just opens her eyes and sees herself in the mirror. It's like looking at someone else, another beauty she has never seen before

She never felt like this when she made up her face. At most, she felt beautiful, but she would never be as surprised and shocked as she is today. This is definitely the credit of Xiaoyou standing beside her.

"Really great..." Wang Mengmeng looked at himself in the mirror and looked at Xiaoyou, unable to hide his excitement.

"I'm just icing on the cake!" Xiaoyou said modestly. Moreover, Wang Mengmeng herself is more beautiful. Her cheeks, facial features and skin are very good, which saves a lot of trouble of covering.

"I'll keep helping you with your hair." Xiaoyou goes to Wang Mengmeng's back.

Xiaoyou has been working on make-up for many years. Although she also praised Wang Mengmeng's aesthetics in make-up, Wang Mengmeng has no idea at all in the aspect of hairstyle weaving, so she is willing to do it by herself.

After taking care of everything, Wang Mengmeng stood up and gave her luggage to Xiaoyou. At the same time, she noticed that some of the staff around her also cast a lot of eyes at her from time to time.

"Shoot well! In fact, Mr. Tommy is very nice! " Xiaoyou said beside her.

Wang Mengmeng thought to himself, is this really the case.

Xiaoyou led Wang Mengmeng into the studio, which was designed and built not long ago. In the center of the shooting site, there were many staff with different division of labor. They were busy nervously and did not notice the arrival of Wang Mengmeng and Xiaoyou.

Besides the model in the center of the field and the work lights placed around, there is also a sound of "click click" and "roar and roar".

"It's the first time that you come here to shoot, or because you have water in your head today, so the concave shape is so concave that you can't see it. Before you came here last night, didn't you look in the mirror to see how ugly your actions are?"

If Wang Mengmeng didn't see Tommy in a purple shaped suit and strange hairstyle through the staff, she would never associate the camera in her field of vision with Tommy when she was introduced to her by Lu Jinbo.