Nian Yuan looks stunning.
Nowadays, the astringency is slowly fading, like a sword about to unsheath, sharp and eye-catching.
Putting makeup on her also takes a lot of time.
Come out of Chen Xing's makeup artist's studio.
It was already past six o'clock in the evening.
After dinner, Nianyuan called a taxi on the Internet using her mobile phone.
Pushing the door to get into the car, she sat in the back seat.
The car hasn't started yet.
Nian Yuan worked hard and asked the driver's brother, "Master, do you see my long eyes familiar?"
The driver looks very young.
In his early twenties and thirties.
He turned his head, took a close look at Nianyuan, and shook his head blankly, "I don't seem to have seen it before."
Nianyuan's five senses are exquisite, and the temperament is unique and swagger.
The makeup artist is also very embarrassed about her face, although she can only try to make it as inconspicuous as possible, but the effect is quite good.
Although the face is still dazzling.
But except for acquaintances. Basically no one would associate her with Nianyuan.
The driver's brother also didn't recognize him.
Nianyuan nodded in satisfaction.
Carelessly stroked his chin, thinking of something, then continued to ask.
"No, do you know the Nian Yuan who beats the king?"
"You don't look like her," the little brother understood the meaning of Nian Yuan.
He shook his head decisively, turned and stepped on the accelerator to drive, while driving and chatting with Nian Yuan, "You kind of mean Pei Yi. Moreover, Nian Yuan is not modest at all, too arrogant, every day is overcast and sunny."
Read. Not modest. Proud. Yin and Yang strange. Yuan: "Oh!"
"Seriously," the driver's brother glanced at the navigation and snorted disdainfully, "She's just so hard, there's nothing real..."
Nian. Not modest. Proud. Yin and Yang strange. Hanging. Yuan: "... Okay."
The driver's little brother ridiculed Nianyuan in a pompous manner.
He turned the car around, changed the subject by the way, and started to praise ZR in a whisper, "I still like the ZR team..."
The driver brother is a ZR blow.
On the way to Conglu Bar, Nianyuan only listened to his fancy praise of ZR and all kinds of mockery of himself.
Conglu Bar is in a secret alley.
The car didn't get in well, so Nianyuan got out of the car on the side of the road unhurriedly.
She closed the rear door, walked a few steps to the door next to the driver's seat, and knocked on the window.
The car window fell down.
Nianyuan bent down and leaned closer, looked at the driver's brother, and smiled slightly, "You know? ZR was in the loser's finals and was chased by Nianyuan."
Her voice is a little low.
The traffic around was noisy.
The sound was suppressed by the noise, and only the driver's brother could hear it.
The driver's brother raised his head in disbelief.
The eyeballs went round for an instant, staring at Nian Yuan numbly, and the expression of frowning eyebrows was swallowed little by little when he talked about ZR.
Nianyuan was still smiling.
People who laugh are harmless, but very bad.
She said, "So, ZR, who you fan, missed the finals."
"..."
"..."
Nianyuan didn't look at the driver's brother who had his head crashed, chuckled lightly, and turned away neatly.
Did not take a few steps.
Nianyuan heard the driver behind him vent his anger, and banged the car horn a few times at her, and then there was a roar that shook the mountains and rivers—
"Fuck!!!"
When the people around heard the movement, they all turned their heads and looked at him.
Nianyuan shrugged calmly.
Yun Danfeng smiled lightly, pushed open the door of Conglu's bar, and walked in.
Conglu Bar is the top category in the city.
The environment is very good and the privacy of customers is protected.
Security is justified, as long as you pay a little attention, nothing will happen.