Chapter 64： Design a styling for my little sister (1/2)
Chapter 64 Designing a Model for My Little Sister
Jiang Zeyu is also using his eyes to beckon him, why don’t you leave? Don't waste my uncle's time!
Jiang Xingyi retracted his thoughts.
The door opened, he got out of the car, took them into the elevator, and went to a studio.
Although it is a studio, it occupies an entire floor. Because of the high height, it is divided into two floors. Along the way, there are everything from dressing rooms, fitting rooms to photography rooms. .
For Jiang Zeyu, who has never studied in this area, there is quite a novel feeling of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
In contrast, Jiang Yu appeared to be particularly calm. She even walked over without squinting her eyes until she reached a place similar to the waiting area. She saw that there was a sofa and took the lead to sit there.
Jiang Xingyi took off his hat, revealing light linen hair.
He asked Jiang Zeyu, ”Did you have a long experience?”
Jiang Zeyu curled his lips, ”It's okay, so-so.”
Jiang Xingyi glanced at him, too lazy to reply again.
At this time, the sound of footsteps sounded, followed by a female voice, ”Oh, great singer, what brought you here today?”
The woman who appeared in front of them, dressed in a light gray suit, with clean short hair, exuded a mature intellectual femininity.
The woman walked over on high heels, ”When the front desk told me that you came, I still didn't quite believe it. After all, I begged you to come over every time. How can you take the initiative to come over? What's the situation today? Are you suddenly willing to transform again?
Although I know you are already handsome, you can fascinate a bunch of little girls without dressing up. However, I certainly don't mind you being more handsome. Your face, sister, I am always moved when I see it. ”
”Sister Xia.” Jiang Xingyi called, ”Don't make fun of me.”
Xia Lingwei smiled and said, ”What a joke? This is the truth from my sister.”
Jiang Xingyi said, ”I am here today, not for myself.”
”Huh?”