Chapter 297 The Flower of Fortune

  Su Nanzhi was dragged into the fitting journey by her sister who had lived in the village for a while.

   This kind of beautiful clothes is quite difficult to wear, and it is indeed the first time that Su Nanzhi has grown up so much.

   In the past, she had to roll up her sleeves to beat the ghost, and wearing a beautiful dress would also affect her performance.

   You even have to scrap a whole set every time you finish a game.

  It's not worth thinking about.

  Su Nanzhi didn't know how to wear such a cumbersome dress, so Tang Chacha followed her into the changing room to provide her with services.

  Su Nanzhi: "..."

   A bit of shame.

   But Tang Chacha, a girl who likes to take a bath in a big bath, people don't care about that.

   "Sister Chacha, I'll wear it myself." Su Nanzhi said.

  Tang Chacha: "Can you do it? You believe in elder sister. Although elder sister hasn't served someone to change clothes for a long time, she is professional."

  Su Nanzhi: "..."

   If she listened to it like this, she was about to have a shadow on the word "professional".

   In the end, Sunanzhi drove Tang Chacha out of the fitting room.

   I haven't seen each other for a few years, and I feel that Sister Chacha has evolved more and more perverted on the way to the liver design.

  Tang Chacha shook his head regretfully outside the fitting room, and made an emergency call to the makeup artist outside.

   It turns out that beautiful clothes are not easy to wear. After studying in it for five minutes, Su Nanzhi came out with the slippers inside.

   "Sister Chacha, isn't this skirt too big?" The straight girl felt that this skirt would be troublesome to even go out.

  Tang Chacha watched the girl in her silver-gray dress open the door of the fitting room, her eyes almost straight.

   That's how it feels!

   "Little Zhi'er, don't move, I'll sort it out for you." Tang Chacha got started now.

The design of this evening dress is a large skirt with traditional red embroidery patterns on it. It is designed with off-shoulders and waists. It is also equipped with a pair of black gloves, and even the necklace and earrings are matched. It's beautiful, but everyone who sees this evening dress for the first time has one thing in common: you have to find a flower of worldly wealth to support such a design.

  Tang Chacha has recently searched for a circle of models in the circle. They are really good-looking and indeed rich, but they are not the effect that Tang Chacha wants.

   She really needs a flower of wealth on earth.

   But not like that.

  What she wants is Xiao Zhier, who is beautiful and sassy, ​​but also a little world-weary and indifferent to the world.

   "Zhi'er," Tang Chacha couldn't help but stretched out his salty pig hand, "Would you like to do my sister a favor?"

  Su Nanzhi: "...what are you busy with?"

   "Let my sister's makeup artist do a make-up for you, soon."

  As soon as Tang Chacha finished speaking, the makeup artist on the other end came in carrying his toolbox, "Sister Tang, I'm here, what kind of makeup do I want to put on?"

  Tang Chacha pointed at the little **** the other end, "Make her whatever, she wants to be pretty, and a bit of lipstick A."

  A good makeup artist can always extract the essence from these almost abstract requirements.

   Looking at this little girl in a silver-gray dress, with her short hair, her eyes, and her skin, which makeup artist doesn't want to say a word?

  Su Nanzhi was pressed to the dressing table.

   "Do you need foundation on this skin, Sister Tang?" The makeup artist held this face, thinking that this is absolutely amazing.

   After the makeup artist said this, Tang Chacha took a serious look at it, tsk, how many people do you want to envy with this little girl's skin?

   "Sister Chacha, can you not wear makeup?"

   (end of this chapter)