Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

442 Chapter 1 What Is Lost Will Be Gained ([-])
At this time, Jiujiu had already removed her makeup, her skin was so clean that there was no trace of blemish, she looked at him with a tired face, "I'm sorry baby, I overplayed it."

Having so much fun with Rourou, she exhausted all her energy on her wedding day.

"It's okay, I just have something to do, I will call Yilin to call you at night."

"Where are you going?"

"There will be a ribbon-cutting event at the Ocean Center at two o'clock next. I'm the executive CEO. Of course I'm going to cut the ribbon. You should rest well and see you tonight."

"That's good." Jiujiu responded lightly, and closed her eyes tiredly. Today is really very happy, getting married, and meeting the long-lost Rourou again.

Moreover, Qiao Mo and Lu Ying's knots have been untied, I hope they are doing well.

Lying in the middle of the ocean, surrounded by silence, Jiujiu slept extremely peacefully, and could not feel the passage of time at all.

As if in the blink of an eye, she was scooped up by Yilin, Jiujiu had a splitting headache and fell back into the depths of the bed exhausted.

It was already 6 o'clock in the evening, and behind Yilin were the six bridesmaids in the daytime, and a different styling team from the morning.

"Sister-in-law, why are you still sleeping? The wedding banquet starts at 7 o'clock."

"Hurry up, hurry up, stop talking, help Mrs. Lan up first, put on makeup and talk." Yilin ordered.

Then An Cen's voice sounded again, "Yes, Xiaoying, have you brought Jiujiu's dress?"

"I have it. I put it in the next room. I'll get it right away."

"Go back quickly."

Several people chatted in a hurry.

Jiujiu is half asleep and half awake, and it is hard to tell whether it is real or a dream.

She was carried to the dressing table. The stylist was not quite like the one in the daytime. He looked like a monster, and kept looking at her face and hair.

Jiujiuban squinted her starry eyes, and suddenly felt a pain in her scalp. She let out a low cry, and a strand of black hair hung down from her neck.

This person is helping her with a wig, what's going on?
The sleepy bugs all ran away in an instant.

She raised her head, and found that the eyes were drawn into long and enchanting images, and a rose-colored falling plum was also dotted between her eyebrows. The plum looked as if it had been pressed into the eyebrow, as if it had drunk blood, and it was extremely gorgeous.

Isn't this ancient makeup?
What is this for?
"How do you put on this makeup for me?" Jiujiu turned around and asked Yilin who was behind her.

Yilin carefully looked at the lipstick plate, and was picking out a color. Hearing this sentence, she raised her head and said, "I don't know either. Young Master Lan ordered me to do it."

After speaking, he pointed to a red lipstick, "Just this one, choose a matte one, and it will look textured when applied."

"Yes!" The members of the modeling team respectfully accepted their orders.

At this time, Lu Ying also came in with her wedding dress, which turned out to be a set of red skirts with white bottom and hot edges.

"What's the situation?" Jiujiu asked in surprise, why are you wearing ancient clothes?What the hell is Lan Huaer doing?

Seeing Jiu Jiu's coyness, An Cen lost his patience, and grabbed the dress that Lu Ying was holding and gestured at her, "Whatever it is, just wear it first, time is running out, you all go change into the wedding banquet clothes."

Several bridesmaids hurried away.

An Cen has already talked about this, Jiujiu can't say anything more, the wedding banquet is about to start, let's talk about it first.

After a while, Jiujiu's hair was tied up.

The stylist exclaimed, "It's so beautiful..."

The black jade-like hair is dotted with gilt gilt.

Lifelike plum blossoms.

Qiao Xiaoqian's rose lips.

Apply a little powder.

The splendor hides the dusty spirituality.

The skirt is wide and sweeps the floor.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself carefully for a long time.

It turns out that ancient costumes can be so beautiful.

She thought with a smile, the bridesmaids have also changed their clothes, they are still wearing pink dresses, but their dresses have also become ancient costumes, with tassels hanging from their temples, their looks are so beautiful, looking at them from a distance, Like a group of flower fairies walking on the fog.

Among them, Lan Nian was still the first to destroy the image. She rushed in front of Jiujiu and twirled around playfully.

"Sister-in-law, do I look good? Don't I look like an ancient princess?" As the beautiful eyes flowed, it seemed like a fairy who could not eat fireworks.

Jiujiu was amused, and burst out laughing without image.

"What's wrong? Am I not pretty?" She pouted.

Jiujiu still laughed.

Finally, An Cen couldn't stand it any longer, and came up to stop her, "Nian Nian, don't you think we are more like maids?"

One word hits the mark.

Everyone else covered their mouths and laughed.

Lan Nian was stunned for a moment, then realized, "It's true, that's how it's played on TV, so we're all maids, and my sister-in-law is a princess, right? Only princesses can wear different clothes."

When Lan Nian said it, I really felt like it.

Although several people are elegant and refined, they are dressed uniformly, looking like seven maids.

It doesn't matter to Yilin and Lu Ying, tonight is Jiujiu's wedding banquet, they are just here to be green leaves, there is no need to dress too prominently.

Lan Nian still has a playful heart, even if she is a maid, she is also happy, walked around the room a few times, and said cheerfully: "Haha, be a maid."

The crowd laughed.

In the aisle with bright wall lights.

Surrounded by seven people, Jiujiu walked slowly towards the venue of the wedding banquet.

Looking at it from a distance, it really seems to have entered the ancient times. The noble princess took a few maids to swim in the lake.

The gorgeous door opened slowly in front of you.

Seven bridesmaids walked in behind Jiujiu, holding her skirts.

Time and space seem to travel through at once.

Jiujiu and seven bridesmaids walked into the antique spring pool.

Red Lanterns are a thick, deep red.

There are many courtyards and terraces, and the lakeside terrace is full of ancient charm. Weeping willows gently brush the water surface, and red flowers are blooming on both sides.

(End of this chapter)