Chapter 62： Is it my fault to be beautiful?

Yan Zhixu leaned on the makeup chair, letting the group of stylists and makeup artists mess around.

Picking up the phone, she opened Lu Xun's WeChat, [Brother Lu, the address is Shengshi Haoting, you can come here now. 】

After sending the text message, put the mobile phone on the makeup table, put both hands on the handle, and sit casually and domineeringly.

The female makeup artist looked at her delicate and delicate skin, which was flawless, with no pores visible, and she didn't need to apply foundation to be white and glowing.

The facial features are beautiful, cold and beautiful, coupled with the lazy temperament of the whole body, which makes people a little blush and envious when they look at each other.

The makeup artist asked her in a soft voice, while she was putting on a primer before makeup, "Miss Yan, your skin is so good, smooth and delicate, how do you take care of it?"

She has applied makeup to many female stars, but she has never seen any star who is as good as her without makeup, and she is tender enough to squeeze water.

Moreover, it is not like a plastic surgery **** and a head-changing monster as the Internet says.

This face is very, very natural, and there is no trace of a knife!

Yan Zhixu lifted his eyelids and glanced at himself in the mirror. The cat's eyes were full of water, "Maintenance? Natural beauty, plus rubbing treasures in spring, summer, autumn and winter."

The female makeup artist paused, laughed dryly, and continued to put on makeup, "Miss Yan really knows how to joke."

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Yan Zhixu was too lazy to continue to argue, closed her eyes, "Tell the truth."

Heaven and earth conscience, she really didn't lie.

Her skin condition has always been very good, and she has never used any big-name skin care products.

Rub Dabao, do basic moisturizing, and that's it.

What water light needles, whitening needles, these have nothing to do with her at all.

Hearing her stinky words, Li Zhuyi laughed a few times and rolled his eyes.

She dragged her chin, "Sister Yan, if you say this, you will be scolded to death by black fans."

However, she has known Sister Yan for a long time, and Sister Yan's skin is indeed as good as it has been for ten years.

But there is not one ugly person in the Yan family. They are all handsome men and beautiful women, the kind who stand out easily in the crowd. Uncle Yan and Aunt Nan's genes are so powerful.

If she were a man, she would also bow down under Sister Yan's skirt.

This prosperous beauty is not covered, it can be said that it is the Yanba among female stars.

Yan Zhixu's fingers on his hand moved slightly, and his voice was cold, "I won't let you tell the truth these days."

"You're telling the truth? It's clearly to draw hatred. Be careful that the majority of netizens drown you with saliva." Li Zhuyi shook his head.

"That can only be blamed on their weak psychological capacity. What's with me? Is it my fault for being beautiful?"

"..."

This can just choke people to death.

"Okay, okay, sister, you are right, I can't tell you."

Li Zhuyi stopped arguing about this topic, and he might be **** off if he continued talking.

She walked aside and carefully took out an oversized gift box and placed it on the empty sofa.

The gift box is all black, with a carnation brooch painted on the box.

There is no superfluous design from the outside, and the breath of simplicity, fashion and luxury is blowing.

This is the private design work of S country designer Liang An, which has not been announced yet.

She spent a lot of effort and channel energy to borrow this dress.

"..."

Seeing that their mutual confrontation is so easy and skillful, a group of people in the dressing room seem to have seen a ghost.

Is this their stern and grumpy boss?

The power of money is so powerful that even the boss is subservient to the money area.