Wen Xinya held the dress in her hand and looked at Si Yiyan.
The two people's eyes were in the air, and after a brief and fierce confrontation, Wen Xinya finally retreated when he raised his wrist to look at his watch.
Wen Xinya glared at him angrily: "Don't peek at me changing clothes."
The words were harsh, but with a hint of coquettishness.
Having said that, she didn't expect Si Yiyan to really listen to her.
She sat aside and quickly took off her clothes and changed. The space in the RV was not small, but with two people staying inside, it suddenly became narrow, making it difficult for her to change clothes.
Si Yiyan looked at her slightly nervous movements, and the smile on his lips deepened.
The dress had a zipper on the back, but for some reason, the zipper was tight and she couldn't pull it up.
Si Yiyan put the book in his hand on the sofa and asked with a smile: "Do you need help?"
He had picked out this dress himself. The invisible zipper was a bit tight, and it went all the way from the hips to the back of the neck. It was indeed a bit difficult to pull it up without someone's help.
"No need!" she said angrily.
Seeing him cross his legs, with a relaxed posture and a hint of teasing on the corners of his lips, it was clear that he was laughing at her. There was no sincerity in wanting to help her at all. It was obvious that he was waiting for her to ask him or beg him in person.
Si Yiyan raised his wrist: "It's 8:38 now. You've already wasted three minutes changing clothes."
Time suddenly hit Wen Xinya's weak spot. She tried to pull it up twice, but still couldn't do it.
Si Yiyan lowered his head to read a book, but he hadn't turned a new page in that book for a long time.
"Ah!" Wen Xinya exclaimed.
Si Yiyan suddenly threw the book in his hand aside and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
"The zipper seems to have pinched my finger, it hurts!" She spoke in a coquettish voice, with a hint of grievance. Her big eyes looked at Si Yiyan with a hint of tears in them.
"Let me see!" Si Yiyan wanted to pull her hand.
Wen Xinya refused to show him: "There's no time. Please help me zip up my zipper first!"
After saying that, she tried to pull the zipper twice, but it still didn't work. She even suspected that the zipper was stuck or broken. Of course, it was also possible that Si Yiyan deliberately changed into such a dress.
Si Yiyan looked at the fair skin and the slender and graceful back in front of him, a smile flashed across his eyes, but he didn't take her seriously anymore. He moved his fingertips down along the exposed skin on the back of her neck to the half-drawn zipper, and gently lifted it up. The zipper made a brief sound and was instantly closed.
A hint of pride flashed across Wen Xinya's eyes: "How could such a small invisible zipper possibly get your hand caught!"
After saying that, she couldn't help but giggle.
Si Yiyan looked at her while she was putting jewelry on him, smiling smugly: "What a clever girl!"
Did you think he didn't see through her little thoughts
"Haha!" Wen Xinya laughed triumphantly, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed: "Put on my shoes for me."
Si Yiyan half-knelt on the carpet, took off her black high-heeled shoes, and put a pair of red high-heeled shoes on her feet.
The graceful and smooth shoe body turns her feet into graceful shapes.
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Wen Xinya pulled open the curtain, and the makeup artist and stylist were already ready.
Si Yiyan sat on the sofa and watched.
"Time is a bit tight, so I won't do a complicated hairstyle. Miss has long hair, so how about simply putting it up in a bun?" The stylist stood behind Wen Xinya and asked her what she meant after observing her carefully.
She has a very standard beauty face, with no flaws in her facial shape and excellent temperament, and the bun hairstyle suits her very well.
"I come!"
Si Yiyan walked behind Wen Xinya and gently combed her long hair with his thin fingers like bamboo joints. His fingers were nimble and he finished a bun in almost five minutes.
The ancient-style bun is full of elegance, dignity, and grace, which makes the warm and elegant look less sharp and adds a touch of implicit and reserved beauty.
The stylists were stunned.
Wen Xinya looked at herself in the mirror with a charming smile on her lips: "Your hair-doing skills are getting better and better, and you've taken away the jobs of professional stylists."
Ever since Si Yiyan asked her to tie her hair up, she rarely let her hair down.
Most of the time, he would do her hair for her, but occasionally when he didn't have time, she would do it herself.
Si Yiyan's fingers gently brushed across her ears: "Practice makes perfect!"
Because I will be wearing a mask in a while, I only do eye makeup and lip makeup. The whole styling and makeup process is completed in ten minutes.
Immediately afterwards, Si Yiyan's people took the stylist and makeup artist away. Only Wen Xinya and Si Yiyan were left in the huge carriage. The space, which had felt a bit cramped before, became empty in an instant.
Wen Xinya's heartbeat suddenly became rapid.
She and Si Yan have been knowing each other, falling in love, and cherishing each other for almost ten years.
There are few relationships in this world that can withstand the test and trials of ten years without the constraints of marriage.
In this relationship, what she paid for was the courage after her rebirth in a second life.
But what he gave was an obsession that even gods and Buddhas could not save him from.
"Baby, do you know why women in ancient times wore their hair in a bun?" The smile on Si Yiyan's face deepened, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes extended with a joyful arc.
Wen Xinya said softly, "Yes!"
She studied classical literature with her grandfather, how could she not know this
Si Yiyan looked at her with deep eyes.
She whispered, "The bun represents loyalty. I will only belong to one man in my life."
The ancients believed that hair is like life and is the spirit of the body.
When a woman puts her hair up, it means hiding her charm and only showing it to her husband.
Si Yiyan laughed, lifted her chin, and lowered his head to kiss her.
Wen Xinya turned her head away from his kiss, her beautiful red lips revealing a crisp smile: "Don't make trouble, I'll blame you if my makeup gets ruined later."
In fact, what she was most worried about was that Si Yiyan would lose control.
Si Yiyan looked at the beautiful red lips right in front of him with some helplessness, and was considering whether to "force" them. At this moment, the car stopped and Liu Yanhua's voice was heard outside.
"Miss, we're here!"
Si Yiyan's face turned dark instantly.
Wen Xinya giggled and whispered in his ear, "I guess you must need some time to [solve] your personal problems. I will go to the banquet with Liu Yanhua first." Then she opened her mouth and gently bit the carotid artery in his neck. Feeling his trembling, she smiled softly, "Don't make me wait too long."
After saying that, she put on a mask, opened the car door and got out in a charming manner.
The beautiful skirt draws a charming line at the car door.
Si Yiyan looked at the big tent between his legs, rubbed his forehead, leaned back on the sofa, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.
"Little girl, you are so brave!"