As soon as Xiao Mo opened his eyes, he looked at himself in the mirror and felt that he was so strange. The greenness in his eyes could make people drown in it. It was obviously the same face, but Xiao Mo felt very strange. The look on this face The aura looked a bit like him, and Xiao Mo was fascinated by it for a moment.
"No, my skills are so good? Is this the first time I see someone who is fascinated by my appearance?" The woman looked at the young man with a face full of surprise, as if she had really seen that handsome man. Little Prince Liu.
"Sister's skills are really good, her paintings are beautiful..." Xiao Mo said with sincere appreciation.
The woman pinched her cheek and said with a smile: "Okay, stop praising me. It's not because you are good-looking. Otherwise, how could I make you look like a demoted immortal." She said this The words are not modesty but fact. She does not have such great ability to draw the boy so beautifully.
The main reason is that she is good-looking, and no matter how you draw her, her charm will not be diminished.
"Okay, there are about ten minutes left. Go change your clothes, and then go take your makeup photos." The woman brought her a moon-white dress and urged her to change quickly.
Xiao Mo held the clothes motionless, and the woman thought it was her first time to change into Hanfu. She teased: "Why don't you change it? How about you ask your sisters to help you put it on..."
"No, no, I just don't know where the changing room is?" the young man said shyly.
The time was almost up, and the woman had no intention of teasing her anymore, so she pointed her to a place and went to pack her things.
How could Xiao Mo forget how to wear this dress? On the contrary, she knew it better than anyone else, but she still missed it a little when she got the moon white gown.
When she lived with that person before, he didn't like too bright colors, so he only prepared plain long gowns for her. After that person left, she liked to wear flamboyant red clothes. No one in the world of cultivation had thought of that. The woman in red also once wore white.
It’s just that the color of the blood that day was too strong, staining her white clothes red and destroying her illusions.
Xiao Mo put on white clothes again and suddenly felt shy about being close to home. She was a little timid. She stood in the fitting room and didn't go out.
"Why haven't you come out yet? The time is almost up. It's not that slow to put on some clothes..."
"Sister Xiaoyun, go and ask quickly. If Director Chen comes here, we won't have anything to gain."
Xiaoyun nodded and said ok, then went to the fitting room, knocked on the door and asked: "Xiao Mo, have you changed your clothes? Isn't that right?"
Put it on. Do you need me to find a boy to help you? "
Xiao Mo froze, and the boy came to help her.
Xiao Mo opened the door as he spoke: "Sister Xiaoyun, I've changed." They saw a young man in white clothes coming in. There seemed to be morning dew on his sleeves, and he was as handsome and handsome as the young man.
Xiao Mo saw their surprised looks and touched his face: "Aren't you ugly? Why don't you say anything?"
The young man in front of them had a distressed look on his face, and they comforted him again and again.
"Xiao Mo, please relax. If you are considered ugly, there will be no good-looking people in the world."
"Yes, that's right. Besides, no matter how ugly you are, we can still make you look pretty and beautiful."
"My dear, I didn't expect Xiao Mo that you look so good in modern clothes, but you look so good in ancient clothes. If it weren't for the fact that you are a man, I would be jealous of you."
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