My Lady Fairy

Yang Guo doesn't boast. His feeling is completely objective!

The dexterous hands and magical makeup skills of the makeup artist make Yang Guo's face look more handsome. Compared with the feeling of not waking up before, it now looks very three-dimensional, setting off the already beautiful high bridge of the nose and soft cheeks on Yang Guo's face.

Eyebrows are trimmed, as thick as ever, but they are more scattered, look less messy, and look more heroic.

Yang Guo's eyelashes are long among men. The makeup artist didn't use a knife on it. Just, he painted it with a white Eyeliner Pen a little, which can not only brighten the effect, but also make Yang Guo's deep, starry eyes look more radiant.

Yang Guo originally had a fair complexion. This is something Yang Guo didn't understand. He often basks in the sun because of exercise, but no matter how he basks, his skin is still very white and delicate. Sometimes Fang Beibei is jealous. The makeup artist threw a matte foundation make-up on his face, making his skin look more masculine.

There are also lips. Yang Guo's lips are thin and look like those small fresh meat in Bangzi country, which conflicts with his own hardness, so the makeup artist added some contour lines to him and coated him with natural tone lipstick, which looks a little thicker and improves Yang Guo's sunny temperament.

Of course, there are many details that Yang Guo can't see, but on the whole, it really improves the appearance. Coupled with the curly British style hair made before, Yang Guo felt like he had changed a person from inside to outside. He was so handsome that Yang Guo couldn't open his eyes.

Well, it's a bit exaggerated to say that it's the most handsome among oriental men. Maybe you can think about being in the top ten of those Asian male stars and celebrities at present!

"Clothes! And clothes!" The hairdresser nagged, "your clothes are too out of proportion. I don't understand how you choose them. They're so ugly! No, I have to call altier back. I can't let these damn clothes ruin everything!"

Yang Guo's face was uncertain and he wanted to punch him. Although it's true that the clothes on his body are not famous brands, it's also what Fang Beiqin chose for him online! Dare to slander the baby's mind, you are looking for death!

However, the hairdresser didn't pay attention to Yang Guo's murderous eyes. He took out his mobile phone and was ready to call altier: "what are the clothes he prepared for Leon?"

"Come on, come on! You're so stupid!" The makeup artist cocked up his right index finger and poked it on the hair stylist's head, saying, "altier is now attending the Louvre feast. What are you bothering him for? Besides, we just want to see the effect, and we don't need specific clothes. The suit is the most suitable for men, and there is absolutely no shortage of Givenchy's suit in altier's villa."

The two hurriedly ran out to the housekeeper for a suit, leaving Yang Guo alone in the dressing room.

Looking around, Yang Guo wanted to scratch his head and was afraid of damaging his hairstyle. His eyes turned, ran to the place where he put his bag and took out his mobile phone. Looking at nobody around, Yang Guo took various selfies in the mirror with joy.

The selfie really doesn't distinguish between men and women. Even Yang Guo couldn't help feeling a little proud when he saw that he became more handsome after making up. He thought to himself, "take it down and show it to the baby tomorrow!"

After a while, the two people hurriedly ran back, and they rushed to the cloakroom with YangGuo. This cloakroom is not used by altier himself, but is specially used to place Givenchy's design products. Sometimes, designers also need to appreciate other people's works to find inspiration!

"My daughter, how is she?" Yang Guo broke away from the two workaholics and asked the housekeeper.

"Everything is fine, sir!" The housekeeper bowed and said with a smile, "after eating, she will play together in the little master's room. Please rest assured."

"Oh, OK, if she is sleepy, please take care of her for me. Qiqi usually wants to sleep from 8:30 to 9:00." Yang Guo laughed, "I'm afraid she can't see me and I don't want to sleep."

"No problem, sir." The housekeeper said modestly, "do you need us to deliver dinner here? You have missed the time for dinner."

"Oh, what dinner!" The hairdresser shouted impatiently, "is it important to try on clothes or eat?"

With that, the two dragged Yang Guo away again, and Yang Guo had to continue to toss with them sadly and hungry.

"White shirt! Only white shirt, the most demanding shirt, can match your temperament!" The clothes hung by the hairdresser in the cloakroom turned upside down for a while, and then he didn't know where to get out.

Yang Guo took the clothes and looked around, looking for a fitting room to change.

"Oh, what else do you want? Just change it here!" The stylist urged.

Yang Guo looked at him speechless.

"Are you still shy? We don't mind. What do you mind?" The makeup artist also came over with a pair of pants, covering his mouth and laughing.

"No, it's because you don't mind too much, that's why I mind!" Yang Guo spits in his heart.

Finally, Yang Guo changed his clothes in situ. Now the two bends are much better. At least he won't look at his abdominal muscles like staring at his prey.

The cloth of the clothes is really great! Although it doesn't look much different from ordinary shirts, the smooth and soft feeling brought by poplin makes Yang Guo feel that he doesn't want to wear ordinary shirts anymore!

"No, this sleeve is a little longer. Take it off, take it off!" The hairdresser went back. The makeup artist took the opportunity to let Yang Guo try his charcoal gray flannel pants.

The two ran back and forth for ten times, and Yang Guo threw away no less than 20 clothes. Finally, they nodded with satisfaction.

Slim cut white shirt with metal buckle, round neck vest with striped design, double breasted jacket with leather sleeves, motorcycle pants with leather pants legs, and short boots made of black smooth calf leather with white stitches.

"Handsome! This is the masculinity I want! This is the sunshine I want!" The makeup artist seemed to be half crisp. He said with a cry, "are you a prince from the east? Why can you wear Motorcycle Pants with noble temperament? No, I think you are a professor in the University! No, you should play 007. Only you can save the world like a medieval knight!"

His trembling words were already a little incoherent. They, who have never done clothing matching, actually feel a suffocating sense of achievement for the first time!

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