What happened to the plane?
When Xiao Yan heard the news, she felt her brain was blank for a moment. She was frightened by the news and took a long time to react.
"You, what did you say? What's an airplane accident? "
Xiaoyan is not Han Muzi. Naturally, she knows everything to her secretary assistant. So she told Xiaoyan what Su Jiu told her. Seeing that she still didn't understand, she simply said, "if you still don't understand, you can take your mobile phone to read the news. The news broadcast has come out."
Xiaoyan:.... "
What else can she do with her mobile phone.
Sure enough, I saw that the plane that Mo Shen took had an accident.
"How could that happen? Why does this happen? How could it be? " After watching the news, Xiaoyan felt that she could not accept it at all.
Clearly So how can such a tragedy happen on a happy day?
All of a sudden, Xiaoyan remembered the glass cup that was poured by Han Muzi when she was making up. At that time, the assistant of the stylist said without a clue.
It's bad luck to see blood.
At that time, Xiaoyan also felt that the assistant really could not speak, and said that these unlucky things were annoying.
Now, is this a warning?
Xiao Yan was stunned, and felt as if her brain was burning boiling water. She didn't know anything.
Bathe in purple
I think of han zi.
What if the bride to be knows about this?
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn't stop shaking.
"Is it true? Maybe not on that plane at night? "
The assistant secretary shook his head: "I don't know that. Sister Su has already made her way back. This matter..."
Speaking of half, the Secretary Assistant suddenly stopped, and then looked at Xiaoyan's back, lips trembling.
She this reaction, Xiaoyan soon understood, but did not wait for her to turn head, heard Han Muzi asked.
"What's the matter?"
Xiao Yan almost subconsciously turned around and asked, "how did you come out?"
Han Muzi said Can't I come out? "
Xiaoyan: "I mean, are you ready? I was just going to ask her to help us find a stylist. "
"Didn't I say you don't have to look for a stylist?" Han Muzi touched his chin that had been solved just now. "I have wiped off lipstick, and I have slightly mended my makeup. It should be OK. Mo Shen is estimated to be coming soon. Let's go out quickly."
Listen, Xiaoyan and secretary assistant can't help but look at each other, in each other's eyes saw helpless.
See Han Muzi really want to go out, the Secretary Assistant quickly pushed Xiaoyan for a moment, motioned her to think of a way. Xiao Yan thought about it and suddenly called out, "wait a minute."
This exclamation made Mu Zi startled. She stopped and then looked back at Xiao Yan. Her delicate eyebrows wrinkled up little by little.
"Xiao Yan, what's wrong with you?"
"That..." The little 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: "it's just
She subconsciously reached out and touched the chin area again.
different foundation? She didn't seem to pay much attention to it. When she saw it on the dresser, she used it casually. After using it, she looked in the mirror There seems to be no difference.
"no, even if it's a different foundation. I've seen the mirror before. There's no problem."
Finish saying, Han Muzi turns to carry skirt directly: "go, don't let everybody wait for urgent."
"Wait a minute!" Xiaoyan was surprised to drink again, and then went forward to carry the skirt for Han Muzi, and helped her with one hand: "it's really different color. Let's go in, and I'll make it up for you again."
Han Muzi's delicate eyebrows wrinkled deeper, a pair of beautiful eyes staring at Xiaoyan, as if to explore from her face what kind.
Xiao Yan was staring at her a little guilty, had to avoid her eyes.
"Go, go, please..."
Han Muzi followed her in. The secretary assistant looked at the figure of the two people entering, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then called Su Jiu.
"Sister Su, please hurry up. I feel that I can't hold on here. Miss Han is here..."
"I see. Don't rush. I'll try my best."
Hang up the phone, the assistant secretary in a hurry around.
No one knows that such a thing will happen, and even Han Qing doesn't know where to go at this time
In the dressing room
Xiaoyan bent down to replace Han Muzi's chin. Han Muzi's eyes were about to be finished. Xiaoyan's hand shook and powdered her lips, damaging her lipstick."Ah, my hands are shaking..." Xiao Yan pulled her lips awkwardly, and then quickly took out the makeup removal cotton: "I'll make it again for you."
Han Muzi ran after her hand and noticed that her white fingertips were shaking.
After removing the makeup on the lips, Han Muzi looked at her, "are you hiding something from me?"
When Xiao Yan listened, the cotton pad in her hand was scared to the ground. She squatted down pale and picked it up again and threw it into the garbage can. Then she turned around and looked for lipstick on the dressing table in a panic.
"Muzi You're a real joke. What can I keep from you
Although she said has been very casual, but the action of Xiaoyan still revealed her mood now.
"There is nothing to hide from me, then why do you tremble?" Han Muzi's voice is light, like a dragonfly skimming the water, without any strength, but it swings out a circle of ripples on the tip of Xiaoyan's heart.
Xiao Yan stopped the movement on her hand, she took the lipstick that was hard to find, and reluctantly laughed.
"Did I shake? Maybe it's because I'm a handyman? "
Finish saying, she takes the thing on the hand to Korea Mu Zi to come over.
Han Muzi pursed her lips and stared at her hand without saying a word.
"What's the matter?" Xiao Yan was a little hairy by her eyes.
, "you have a blush stick." Han Muzi reminds me in a weak voice.
Xiao Yan looked down and saw that he was holding a blush stick. He was very upset. I've just lost my vision. Wait a minute. I'll find it again for you
She turned to look for lipstick again.
Such abnormal small Yan, let Han Muzi heart uneasiness gradually expand.
She pursed her slightly pale lips and slowly picked up her skirt.
"Don't change it."
"Muzi, if you wait for me a second, I will find it soon."
Han Muzi didn't pay attention to her any more, but turned to go outside. Xiaoyan saw her, exclaimed and rushed to stop her.
"Muzi, I haven't finished lipstick for you. You can't go out."
Looking at the small Yan that blocks in front of oneself, Han Mu Zi gnaws a tooth way: "get out of the way."
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