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85.(1/2)

Chapter 85

After leaving the teaching building, the two of them had originally planned to go to the school hall to attend the alumni association before the ceremony. But Qin Lou changed his mind.

"Change clothes?" Song Shu turned to him strangely, "Why did you suddenly have to change clothes?"

Qin Lou didn't blink, "The school informed us that we will be at the end of the curtain call. We were dressed too casually today, so it would be better to change two more formal sets."

Song Shu looked at Qin Lou more and more suspiciously, "I asked you if you want to change into a suit before leaving at noon today. Do you still remember how you refused?"

Qin Lou did not hesitate, "forgot."

"...Are you planning something weird?"

"Of course not," Qin Lou paused, "At most, I just want to try out couples' style outfits with you?"

“…”

Although Song Shu was skeptical about Qin Lou's words, she would not refuse Qin Lou in this small matter. The team of stylists summoned by Qin Lou quickly took place and took Song Shu to a private dressing room temporarily renovated near No. 2 Middle School.

It's also fate. The one in the stylist team is responsible for washing Song Shu's hair. The girl who helped Song Shu solve the purple hair on Qin Lou last time.

The little girl obviously had a deep impression of Song Shu. While the other people in the team were choosing matching clothes and accessories for Song Shu, she chatted with Song Shu while doing hair care for Song Shu.

Song Shu looked away several times in the middle and never saw Qin Lou. She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the little girl in the mirror, "Have you ever seen Qin Lou before you came in?"

The little girl was stunned and shook her head, "No, Mr. Qin sent you here, it seemed like she left first."

"..." Song Shu frowned slightly.

The little girl asked uneasily: "Ms. Song wants to find Mr. Qin? I can ask our leader where Mr. Qin is."

Song Shu thought for two seconds, raised his eyes and smiled, "No need. I'll wait for him to come back."

The little girl smiled, "Ms. Song and Mr. Qin have a good relationship. After I went back last time, I mentioned it to a friend of mine who also works in the styling industry. She was frightened when she heard that we were going to dye Mr. Qin's hair back. She said that Mr. Qin had attended any ceremonies and party events before. No matter how big a stylist he met, let alone dye his hair, he would never touch his hair... Now that I think about it the same last time, it seems that he didn't dare to say anything."

Song Shu lowered his eyes and smiled, "That's why he said he was a madman? He was swaying with such a hair color, and he didn't think anything was there at all."

"Indeed," the little girl also sighed, "Mr. Qin is really different from ordinary people. He can't guess what he wants and does."

“…”

Song Shu frowned lightly and didn't say anything.

Qin Lou's thoughts, words and actions are always weird and lunatic to others, and elusive, but for her, it is probably because she is too familiar with everything about this person - so most of the time she can accurately guess his brain circuit.

For example, as the evening approached, Song Shu vaguely guessed what Qin Lou wanted to do in his heart.

only……

"I hope you don't want to be that crazy." Song Shu sighed softly.

The little girl lowered her head blankly, "Hey? Miss Song, did you say something just now?"

Song Shu smiled faintly and shook her head, "Nothing."

"Oh, OK."

After Song Shu had done hair care, his long black hair looked soft, smooth and shiny. The stylists who were responsible for matching clothing and accessories in the stylist team finally finalized the final plan.

After another dressing, Song Shu, who had changed her clothes and put on light makeup, was led by the little girl who had cleaned her hair with a smile to the waiting mirror in the room.

The whole process was only tossed, and Song Shu really did not see any specific results. At this time, everything was settled. Looking at himself in the fully designed state in the mirror, Song Shu was stunned.

It's really...accident.

Not very similar to the regular party style she imagined. This time, the designer team seemed to dress her in the direction of the student as much as possible in order to cater to the theme of the "school celebration"-

Song Shu has a delicate facial features, and her slender and petite figure after taking off her high heels, she looks very young without dressing up.

In terms of hairstyle, the styling team only gave her a gentle and smooth effect. Her long black hair was hanging behind her delicate ears without any contours. She was simply tied up with a light blue handkerchief, revealing her whole white and beautiful melon-shaped face, and a slender, white and beautiful neck.

She was wearing a white sleeveless loose skirt. The first half of the waist-closing design wrapped the beautiful body curve. The hem of the skirt scattered into a flower shape from the waistline. A white background gradually dyed a little pink flower knot decorated in front of the left waist.

Going down, the slender and white calves were carefully carved from two pieces of mutton fat jade without any flaws, and the seductive curves extended to the ankles and toes.

After the final makeup was settled, the little girl holding Song Shu couldn't help but shine at the girl in the mirror.

"The effect is much better than we imagined. If Miss Song goes out like this, she will not be able to tell that she is already twenty-six or seven years old - it is okay to directly reduce her age by ten years, right?"

Others from the stylist team next to them also nodded in agreement, and some people couldn't help but whisper and talk.

Song Shu herself has no psychological barriers to age. She just looked at the self in the mirror who seemed to have retreated ten years ago, and she was a little embarrassed, "Will this be so strange?"

"What's strange!"

The little girl seemed to be afraid that she would reject this look, so she quickly waved her hand to explain to Song Shu.

"It was originally a styling concept proposed by Mr. Qin, but we are still worried that it will not be easy to realize - Miss Song, you don't usually do professional styling? You may not understand this aspect. In fact, women's styling tends to be younger. The reason why this styling is rare is not because everyone is unwilling to do it, but because it is really difficult to control. If you are not careful, you will backfire. If you look young but look older, you will definitely have a "car accident" scene - so you should wear it like this style 365 days a year - I think even if you change your school uniform and let you get into the school directly, it will be a big problem!"

“…”

When Song Shu saw the little girl dancing with excitement, she was also a little funny, "Is this styling requirement proposed by Qin Lou?"

"Yes," the little girl agreed quickly, then turned around curiously, "Why, Mr. Qin hasn't mentioned it to you?"

Song Shu shook his head.

The little girl thought hard for a few seconds, "Maybe she want to give you a surprise?"

Song Shu glanced at the self in the mirror that made her a little unfamiliar with her, and then smiled helplessly, "It's almost the same scare."

"How could it be..."

The little girl pulled Song Shu again while doing the final makeup while chatting.

After waiting for another half an hour, Qin Lou finally appeared in this temporary styling room.

When he was led to Song Shu by the people in the styling team, he saw the girl sitting quietly in front of the mirror with slightly bent white legs, Qin Lou's expression changed.

The little girl standing next to Song Shu was shocked - after all, she looked really not very similar to a normal person's surprise or surprise.

It's more like a...desire addiction.

Song Shu is used to it.

Although Qin Lou rarely showed the desire of a madman who could easily scare people away in front of her, she had not seen him before. As early as more than ten years ago, in the old house where everyone in the Qin family was still there, as early as that New Year's Eve, she was pressed by a boy on the door of the side hall. He watched him cover her mouth with bloody eyes and tough eyes, and then kissed his own hand with a trembling thin lips.

At that time, Song Shu already knew what kind of bottomless desire this madman buried for her.

But after he separated for many years, he cherished her like fragile glass after coming back, and a little too heavy emotion was hidden under the grievances and pity, and never easily revealed.

Today's look...at most of the time when I can't suppress my nature.

After Song Shu had finished thinking this way, Qin Lou, who suddenly stepped forward, grabbed his wrist and pulled it directly into the dressing compartment next to him.

With a "bang", the door of the compartment was buckled heavily.

The team members in the temporary styling room suddenly came to their senses, looked at each other one by one, and saw panic and confused emotions on their faces.

The girl who was originally standing next to Song Shu was probably the most shocked one - after all, she just stood so close that when Qin Lou pulled Song Shu away, he almost wiped her side.

She clearly saw how the young man who always appeared on the front page covers of various financial magazines in a lazy manner took off his usual unrestrained or careless smile, and even his cold-white complexion had a slightly blue blood vessel, and "snatched" Song Shu away from her with a deep and almost hideous look and an aggressive attitude.

The little girl froze for several seconds before twisting her neck, "I, do we want to call the police?"

“…”

The stylist team was dumb and then looked at her indescribable.

"What nonsense is this kid talking about?"

"You can just keep a little quiet. This is a temporary styling room, not our soundproof room, you can hear it clearly. Do you want to be kicked out by Mr. Qin?"

"That's right, you can hear it inside outside- and I heard that Mr. Qin is so fond of this Miss Song. If she asked him to take his life, he wouldn't have blinked. If Miss Song was reluctant at all, he would definitely not be willing to do anything."

"Whatever you do, you start guessing randomly when others do it. You are not allowed to drive without a license..."

"That's right, don't talk nonsense, be careful of being locked if you say it. But I'm really good at this couple - it's much better than the entertainment industry's business CPs. This is completely waterless and true feelings."

"The most important thing is to be good-looking, right?"

"Ah, you discovered it."

"Phoa, Yan Gou."

"You are not beautiful, if you have the ability, don't smile at someone's auntie on the face, and you're scared to death."

"I...I am moved by their fairy love. Their stories are so touching. I am both brushing them as bedtime stories."

"Hehe, I'm too..."

The sound in the shape of the room is low and messy.

Within a thin door, Qin Lou breathed heavily against Song Shu, pressing the person against the corner of the locker room.

He half bent down, and the hot breath was gently brushing beside her neck and ears, with a little hot and warm feeling in her trance.

Even if Song Shu was not surprised by what he would do, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed at this time. The girl's pretty face, which was not emotional, gently put aside and avoided Qin Lou's breathing as much as possible.

She basically doesn't care about any other people's opinions or opinions, but imagine that no matter how they walk out in a decent manner, those stylists will also throw jokes and gossips into the eyes of stylists, either openly or secretly...

Song Shu couldn't help but speak, her voice was low, there was no turmoil, only a little embarrassed and helpless.

"You are so embarrassing, Qin Lou."
To be continued...
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