Cheng Lele had to wait at the door of the VIP room, stretching his neck and looking forward to it.
A few minutes later, Cheng Lele became nervous as the door opened slowly.
When Tong Ren touches the graceful posture, Cheng Lele's Apricot eyes open and stare at the woman who stops in front of her.
A woman has bright eyes and bright teeth. Her long hair is wavy and scattered on her shoulders. She is full of wild charm.
Like a model, the figure of the devil's curve is hidden in the gorgeous red lace skirt, with a pair of silver high-heeled shoes lining the white legs straight and slender.
At the first light, Cheng Lele was almost stunned.
Beauty.
It's a thrill.
It's enough to get carried away.
Stunned for a few seconds, Cheng Lele suddenly thought of her task. Later, Cheng Lele took a cell phone to shoot at Jane Xiaolu.
"What's the matter?" Jane looked at her puzzled.
Cheng Lele captured several moments with good angles. She squatted down professionally. Her mobile phone tilted forward. The side shot showed that Jane Xiaolu was taller, and she could also photograph her chest.
"It's OK. It's just that you are so beautiful. I can't help but want to record your most beautiful and moving moment." Cheng Lele said several things excitedly.
"All right." Hearing this perfect answer, Jane Xiaolu can't laugh or cry. Her lovely and funny music always makes her feel unexpected.
Avoiding the goddess with the eyes of exploration, Cheng Lele selected several photos that he thought were beautiful enough to be unforgettable and sent to brother Jincheng, which put down his mobile phone and rushed to the goddess excitedly.
"Ah ah ah, goddess, you are going to be crazy about me."
Cheng Lele didn't exaggerate at all. After finishing, he swept around with pride.
Around the people who are making shapes, their eyes seem to be attracted by magnets, and they all fall on Jane Xiaolu in a charming red dress.
The stylist gives Jane Xiaolu a thumbs up and looks at her admiringly. She suddenly feels that Jane Xiaolu is inexplicably familiar with her eyes. For a while, she can't remember where she met.
Maybe it's a little famous fitting model, he thought, because there are many famous models in the shop besides some rich ladies.
I don't know who said, "look! Isn't that Jane Xiaolu, the goddess of plain face, who is very popular recently? She even does the modeling, which shows that we are right here. "
A word attracted more people's attention, even those who didn't notice Jane at first looked over.
"Wow! It's super beautiful! It's really her! I pink her for a long time! I didn't expect to be so lucky to see a goddess with a haircut! "
"Good chance! Take some pictures to rub against the heat! "
"God, tell me I'm not dreaming. I actually saw an idol. I dream of her every day."
"Wipe it with a tissue. Your mouth is watering."
One of them is a rich lady who is reluctant to give up her blood to discuss with her friends in the rest room. Unconsciously, she sweeps the figure that makes people feel spirited, and can't help but stare at it.
A few seconds later, she changed her hesitant attitude, pointed to Jane Xiaolu, who was not far away, and said to the stylist who had been listening to them for nearly half an hour: "just her, I want you to complete her outfit."
After all, I really made up my mind to withdraw the bank card that I had been reluctant to swipe for a long time.
The friend was stunned: "you are not kidding. Her whole body is more expensive than just hairstyle."
Although there is so much pain in my heart, the dead ghost of my family may change his attitude and look at himself differently when he thinks of his fancy dress.
Not only to think of this, their own bright, even if digging nostrils others also feel pleasant.
Rich wife heart a horizontal, open to close eyes, the first side of the card to the stylist, "swipe the card first, lest I regret."
...
all of a sudden, the store became busy, and female guests pointed to jianxiaolu to imitate the same model of goddess.
The stylist returned to his mind from the voice of discussion, surprised and shocked.
Is she Jane Xiaolu?
She is Jane Xiaolu!
How lucky he was to have gone through a few lifetimes of shit luck in exchange for the chance to make a model for the goddess!
The stylist smiled more brightly than the flowers, and stretched out his hand after rubbing hard on the clothes. "Jane... Small... No, no, no, no, the big star goddess is coming to the shop. It's so gorgeous!" Excited almost tongue knot.
Jane Xiaolu reached out and shook him gently.
Cheng Lele pouted. "I'm also a celebrity. Why don't you shake hands with me?"
Leng Leng, stylist looking at a body of pink. Tender. Tender a small lovely, busy hand moved past.
Cheng Lele groaned proudly, "now I think of me. Later, I won't hold it with you.""Nothing." The stylist cried out for himself, "I always keep you in my heart."
"That's about it."
The arrival of Jane Xiaolu can be said to drive the atmosphere of the whole store, and the crowd suddenly became more and more.
Chatting, the stylist joined the busy team.
When she went to check out, Jane handed over her bank card.
The cashier took a look and didn't take it back. Instead, he took out two gift bags and gave them to the two guests politely: "Miss Jane, please give me your blessing. Today, our store is in an explosion. This is the senior VIP card and some small gifts that the store manager specially asked for. You don't have to pay by swiping your card, but you can also make your hair style free of charge in our store. It's valid for life. Please take them well and wish them a happy life Come on! "
After a pause, Jane handed over the gift and the bank card. "It's too expensive for me to accept. Besides, I have to pay for the modeling money."
"No, no, no, Miss Jane, you have to accept the gift. Today, because of you, our store can introduce so many customers. This is the special permission of the store manager. You don't need to swipe the card again to pay the bill."
after hearing this, Jane Xiaolu still hasn't taken the card back.
The cashier said with some distress, "please, Miss Jane, you'd better take the card back. If I brush your card, the store manager will surely blame me." At the end, the cashier was pitiful.
Cheng Lele pulled at Jane's sleeve, and her clear round eyes were full of sympathy. "Goddess, if we don't agree, she will be scolded by the store manager. If not, she will lose her job. It's so pitiful. Otherwise, let's take it."
The waiter nodded her head and said, "yes, Miss Jane, you can help me. I really can't swipe my card."
"Well, thank you for the present." Jane Xiaolu's face was a little loose, hesitated, and finally took the card back.
The cashier said in a relaxed voice, "don't thank you. It's a pleasure. You're satisfied!"
"Satisfied." Small head nodded, Cheng Lele thumbed up and praised: "five star praise plus 100 praise."