Chapter 710

What happened to the plane?

When Xiaoyan heard the news, he felt that his brain was blank. He was frightened by the news and was stunned for a long time.

"You, what did you just say? What do you mean an accident?"

Xiaoyan is not Han Muzi. She naturally knows everything to her secretary assistant, so she told Xiaoyan what Su Jiu told herself. Seeing that she still doesn't understand, she simply said directly: "if you still don't understand, you can directly take your mobile phone to watch the news. The news broadcast has come out."

Xiao Yan: "

She had no time to do anything else, so she had to take out her mobile phone and quickly check the news.

Sure enough, I saw something happened to the plane that yetingchen took.

"How could this happen? Why did this happen? How could it be?" after reading the news, Xiao Yan felt that he couldn't accept it at all.

Mingming... How could such a tragedy happen on such a happy day?

Suddenly, Xiaoyan remembered the glass cup that Han Muzi had brought down when she was making up. At that time, the assistant of the stylist said without a head.

It's unlucky to see blood.

At that time, Xiaoyan thought that the assistant really couldn't speak and said all these unlucky things were disgusting.

Now, is this a warning?

Xiaoyan was stunned. He felt as if his brain was boiling water and didn't know anything.

Mu Zi

She thought of Han Muzi.

What would happen if the bride to be knew about it?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn't stop shaking his hands.

"Is the news true? Maybe yeshao isn't on that plane?"

The assistant secretary shook his head: "I don't know. Sister Su has rushed back. This matter..."

Speaking of half, the Secretary Assistant suddenly stopped, and then looked at Xiaoyan's back with white face, and his lips trembled.

Xiaoyan soon understood her reaction, but before she turned her head, she heard Han Muzi ask.

"What's the matter?"

Xiao Yan almost subconsciously turned around and asked, "how did you come out?"

Han Muzi: "... Can't I come out?"

Xiao Yan: "I mean, have you sorted it out? I was just going to ask her to help us find a stylist."

"Didn't I say I didn't need to find a stylist?" Han Muzi touched his chin that he had just solved. "I've wiped off the lipstick, and I've made up a little makeup. It should be no problem. Tingchen estimates that it's coming. Let's go out."

Hearing this, Xiaoyan and the Secretary Assistant couldn't help looking at each other, and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

Seeing that Han Muzi really wanted to go out, the Secretary Assistant quickly pushed Xiaoyan and motioned her to find a way. Xiao Yan thought about it and suddenly shouted, "wait a minute."

This shout startled Muzi. She suddenly stopped, then looked back at Xiaoyan, and wrinkled her delicate eyebrows bit by bit.

"Xiao Yan, what's the matter with you?"

"That..." "small face" snapped at his lower lip, and his left hand scratched his head nervously. "Your makeup is not handled well. The color of the jaw doesn't look right. Do you use different foundation?"

Han Muzi: "

Subconsciously, she reached out and touched the area of her chin again.

Different foundation? She didn't seem to pay much attention. She used it casually when she saw it on the dresser. After using it, she looked in the mirror... It doesn't seem to be different.

"No, even if it's a different foundation. I've seen the mirror before. There's no problem."

With that, Han Muzi turned directly and carried the skirt: "go, don't let everyone wait."

"Wait a minute!" Xiaoyan was surprised again, then came forward to carry the skirt for Han Muzi and held her with one hand: "it's true. The color is different. Let's go in and I'll mend it for you."

Han Muzi's delicate eyebrows wrinkled deeper, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Xiao Yan, as if they wanted to explore something from her face.

Xiaoyan was a little guilty of being stared at by her, so she had to avoid her eyes.

"Go, go, please..."

Han Muzi followed her in. The assistant secretary looked at the figure of the two people in, breathed a sigh of relief, and then called Su Jiu.

"Sister Su, hurry up. I feel I can't support it here. Miss Han's side..."

"I see. Don't rush. I'll try my best."

After hanging up the phone, the secretary assistant was anxious to turn around.

No one knew such a thing would happen, and even Han Qing didn't know where to go at this time

In the dressing room

Xiaoyan bent down and seriously replaced Han Muzi's chin makeup. Han Muzi's eyes were almost ready. Xiaoyan's hands shook and rubbed powder on her lips, damaging her lipstick.

"Ah, my hands are shaking..." Xiaoyan pulled her lips awkwardly, and then quickly took out the makeup remover cotton: "let me get it for you again."

Han Muzi looked after her hand and noticed that her white fingertips were shaking.

After removing the makeup on her lips, Han Muzi looked at her, "are you hiding something from me?"

As soon as Xiao Yan heard this, the makeup remover cotton in her hand fell to the ground in an instant. She squatted down pale and picked it up again and threw it into the trash can. Then she turned and looked for lipstick on the dressing table in a panic.

"Muzi... You are really joking. What can I hide from you?"

Although what she said has been very careless, Xiaoyan's action still reveals her current mood.

"There's nothing to hide from me, then why are you trembling?" Han Muzi's voice was faint, like a dragonfly skimming the water. It had no strength, but there were ripples on Xiaoyan's heart.

Xiaoyan's hand stopped. She took the lipstick she couldn't find and reluctantly smiled.

"Am I shaking? Maybe it's because... My hand?"

With that, she took the things in her hands and asked Korea Muzi to come together.

Han Muzi pursed her lips and stared at her hand without saying a word.

"What's the matter?" Xiaoyan was a little hairy by her eyes.

"You have a blush stick," Han Muzi quietly reminded.

Xiao Yan looked down and saw that he was holding a blush stick. He was very upset. "That... I just saw it wrong. You wait a minute, I'll look for it again for you."

She turned to look for lipstick again.

Such an abnormal little Yan made Han Muzi's uneasiness gradually expand.

She pursed her slightly pale lips and slowly stood up with her skirt.

"Keep the change."

"Muzi, wait for me again. I'll find it soon."

Han Muzi didn't pay attention to her anymore, but turned and walked out. Xiaoyan saw it and rushed to stop her with a cry.

"Muzi, I haven't made lipstick for you yet. You can't go out."

Looking at the little Yan who stopped in front of him, Han Muzi clenched her teeth and said, "get out of the way."