What? Tacky? Miss, if you don't want such tacky things, I'll take them!
Hearing the gradually softening music outside, Qiao Xiaren lazily looked over and laughed, "Cousin, should I go get ready and put on some makeup?"
Wang Jingsheng felt that the outside should be about ready, and nodded, "Let Yiyi take you to the makeup room. Applying a little makeup would be nice."
"Okay."
"I really want to put makeup on Xiaren myself." Wang Yi looked at the beautiful face in front of her and couldn't help but itch. Such a beautiful face, in her hands, she would make it breathtakingly perfect.
"Sure."
Qiao Xiaren had no particular demands for makeup. Quite frequently, she hardly applied makeup. It was simply to fit in with the atmosphere of the runway show and create a better effect for the audience.
Seeing how eager his sister was, Wang Jingsheng reluctantly agreed.
