Chapter 401

Regardless of Jiang's protest, the hairstylist gives her a crazy hairstyle.

But I'm not satisfied with it. I think big waves are too charming, straight hair is too old, flat hair is too formal, and horsetail hair is too perfunctory.

In the end, I found that only the meatball head was suitable for Jiang's facial features and temperament.

Even if she is a mother now, she still has three points of tenderness in her sweetness.

Combed a more delicate ball, this hair is different from the key point of Taoist head, and then with broken hair to spiritual elegant. If you have a big oil head on your forehead and look meticulous, you will become a Taoist.

In the hair stylist's fingers, Jiang Fu found for the first time that meatballs can be so gentle and elegant, yet they are still young and playful.

"Yes, it's perfect."

The hairdresser looked at his work before and after the mirror and felt extremely satisfied.

Jiang Wu sneered:

"don't you say that you don't comb the balls?"

"Where is this meatball? Please don't insult my work. Can I comb it for more than half an hour?"

"Well, you've worked hard."

Jiang Yu did not break his heart to him, and looked at her makeup sister. She put on the powder and put it on her face. She subconsciously shouted, "

is so lenient, and I am a born beauty. I really don't need makeup."

The makeup artist smiles and rubs her face harder. It seems that she is afraid of her tender skin.

"If all the women in the world deceive themselves like you, those who work in our field will lose their jobs."

She's good at it.

Jiang Fu thought that she would give herself a heavy makeup, but the direct effect was beyond her expectation.

Because of pregnancy restriction, many cosmetics can't be used. On the basis of limited use, it's great to have such a natural and flawless effect.

She took a powder puff and finally covered her with a layer of make-up powder. The makeup artist clapped the floating powder on her hands to say "done.".

suddenly remembered what she had pressed back to Jiang Yu, who was about to get up.

, "wait a minute, then spray another perfume."

"I don't need this one!"

Jiang Yin feels that the essence is bad for the baby. What does it do with that spray? The

make-up artist has removed the perfume cover, and the fragrance of the faint spleen has come into her texture.

The fragrance of flowers is inexplicably pleasant, and the faint taste is very fresh.

"makeup has become an assembly line. I am a compulsive person." Miss Jiang is considerate of the perfume that I have chosen specially. Pregnant women can also use it.

She said to herself, to ginger charm head 45 degrees oblique spray, write down.

Looking at the thin mist slowly falling, she pressed the head, shoulder and neck, let the fragrance evenly sprinkle on her body.

finally, the finger pulp is smear on the two wrist of Jiang Yu and the neck.

"All right."

It's done.

Together with the make-up assistant, they packed up.

When the fragrance on her finger went into her nose, she shivered. She felt itchy in her heart. Looking at the hairdresser who was in gay, she thought he was handsome today.

"What are you looking at?"

The hairdresser felt something was wrong with her and took a step away from her.

The makeup artist smiles sweetly, and then sticks up:

"you look good today, my sister invites you to dinner, let's go out and have a rub?"

The hairstylist just wanted to scold her for being insane, but when he smelled the strong fragrance on her finger belly, his impatience was reduced obediently. He nodded his head in a gentle voice:

"there is nothing delicious on the island."

"It doesn't matter who you eat, it doesn't matter who you eat with."

"Yes."

Shy bow, two people shoulder to shoulder together left.