"After my rehearsal today, I'll go to the hospital with you." She can only answer that.

"But..." Auguste wanted to persuade again, but was swept over by Su Kui's cold eyes and stopped talking.

In fact, what he really wanted to say was that she didn't have to work so hard. It didn't matter if she didn't work hard. He couldn't support her. Auguste even wanted to circle her in a place that no one else could see. Only he could find her beauty.

However, her ambition and yearning for freedom made him unable to stop.

So, he can only reluctantly resist, nodded.

-

Su Kui and Jiang Xue arrived at mus é E. Rodin at 7 a.m. on time. Wendell saw Su Kui come in, his eyes lit up in a flash, trotted to meet him, opened his hands exaggeratively, and shouted, "Oh, my God, look, my perfect Muse finally arrived. Honey, how was your rest last night? You are still so beautiful today. "

Su Kui Rou and a smile, eyebrows and eyes bright walked forward, generous and he embraced, "thank you, Wendell, I had a good rest last night, you?"

"With your blessing, I've finally solved the problem on my mind, of course!" He laughed and let go of Su Kui, then hugged Jiang Xue standing beside her. "Lovely angel, you don't seem to have a good rest. Your eyes are red and swollen, which is not good, but I think you are too tense, right?"

He blinked and joked: "after all, it's a famous Wendell design show. How many women will envy it if you say it, are you right? My angel. "

Obviously, he said it as if he was joking. His tone was soft, and he would not embarrass people. Jiang Xue laughed with a chuckle when he made her laugh. Finally, her worry spread. She apologized with a red face, "I'm sorry, Wendell, I'm too nervous, but I'll face it in the best condition at the show tomorrow night!"

Su Kui stood and smiled. She could clearly catch Wendell's face relaxed after hearing Jiang Xue's words.

"Well, come with me, two beauties. When you change your clothes, there will be a makeup artist and stylist for you. I think I can't wait. Come on!" He clapped his hands and strode like the wind to lead the way.

Jiang Xue breathed heavily, gathered around Su Kui and asked in a low voice, "sister Lai Lai, on you..."

Su Kui knows what she wants to ask. It's nothing more than whether the accident last night left any obvious scars on her. She scratched a dark light in her dark green eyes and shook her head to appease her. "It's OK, don't worry."

Speaking skills have entered the backstage of yesterday's show.

Mouth said nothing, but Su Kui's heart is clear, roll down the stairs, even if there is no big injury, some small bruises still exist, especially after a night of fermentation, more obvious.

Before she came, she put on a hot compress. When she put on makeup, she can put another layer of powder on the bruise on her leg.

The light on the show is not bright, as long as the bottom is well laid, generally no one will pay attention to it.

Su Kui and Jiang Xue go in. There are many people in the backstage. The dressing room is occupied. Some models worry about the time, so they take off their clothes and change outside.

And Wendell was probably used to this kind of scene. He didn't look askance. He went to the shelf and took off two sets of clothes and handed them to them. He turned his head and rushed to the dressing room and shouted, "what are the people in there doing? When this is your own home? Come out quickly! "