"When Young Master Han sees it later, he will be so amazed that he would like to hide you and be reluctant to be seen by others!" It was the first time for the makeup artist to meet such a beautiful bride, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.
He kept boasting.
Seeing that Nian Xiaomu had no other orders, she packed her things and left the lounge first.
The lounge was empty, only Nian Xiaomu was sitting in front of the dressing table.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I was a little strange.
She slowly reached out and touched her face.
What flashed through her mind was the first time she pressed Tan Bengbeng on the chair and insisted on applying makeup to her.
Tan Bengbeng's facial features were delicate, yet with a hint of coldness.
The appearance of plain makeup will aggravate her aloofness.
Looking at it from a distance, it seems that no one can get close.
That was about two months after Nian Xiaomu woke up from a coma.
At that time, Tan Bengbeng accompanied her to do rehabilitation every day, and he didn't even have time to tidy up himself.
She remembered that when she was basically able to take care of herself, she was dragged to sit in front of the dressing table, trying to put on makeup for her clumsily.
"My Bengbeng, with makeup on, must be a beauty!"
That's how she yelled, smearing her face recklessly.
But she had just recovered at that time, not to mention the skills of makeup, even the steps of makeup.
I just thought something looked good, so I wiped it on her face...
Tan Bengbeng was happy to see her, so he let her make trouble.
In the end, a monkey's butt face came out. She was so guilty that she couldn't help laughing.
Tan Bengbeng was infected by her smile, and also smiled lightly...
That was the first time she saw Tan Bengbeng smiling.
In the cold and alienated, there was a trace of longing, as if he was suppressing himself, and released some emotions rarely.
She couldn't understand her smile, but she felt happy when she saw her smile.
Later, she knew that Tan Bengbeng could laugh, so she tried every means to make her laugh...
During those most difficult days, only Tan Bengbeng was by her side.
But now, at her happiest moment, Tan Bengbeng couldn't see it with her own eyes.
Even though he knew the possibility was not high, Nian Xiaomu took out his phone with a glimmer of hope, and dialed Tan Bengbeng's number.
In just a few seconds, she kept praying in her heart.
Pray that the phone will get through.
She could hear Tan Bengbeng's voice in the next second.
"The phone you dialed is turned off, please try again later..." The mechanical announcement cut off her last thought.
There is still no news of her collapse.
"Knock knock!"
When the knock on the door suddenly sounded, Nian Xiaomu was startled.
From the memory, she came back to her senses, she stood up from the chair suddenly, and walked out with the hem of the wedding dress.
When the door was opened, no one could be seen outside.
Instead, there was a box on the ground.
It doesn't look big, it's just a post-it note saying "Nian Xiaomu kisses me".
Today's wedding scene, the entire church was rented out by Yu Yuehan.
The inner three floors and the outer three floors have been arranged.
The number of security personnel is even more numerous.
Items brought in and out by guests must go through security checks, not to mention the monitoring that can be seen everywhere...
In terms of safety, there is absolutely no problem.
And looking at the packaging of the box, it looks like someone gave her a small gift.
Nian Xiaomu turned her head and looked around, but didn't see anyone.
Instead, at the entrance, the two guards were still standing there.
She carried the box with confidence and returned to the lounge.