Beware of the best fake Angel

Both Ming Xiche and Situ Kun were anxiously waiting for Ling Xinxue in the dressing room upstairs, but at this moment, a scream of "Ah..." suddenly came from upstairs.

"It's Xiaoxi."

Ming Xiche and Situ Kun got up at the same time and looked at the upstairs talking nervously, then ran upstairs after speaking.

"What's wrong."

Ming Xiche pushed open the door of the dressing room and broke in.

"What's wrong, Xiao Xi?"

One step slower than Ming Xiche, Situ Kun began to look around the dressing room after he came in. It seemed that nothing happened, but... why did Ling Xinxue stand on the chair.

"Brother Heeche."

Ling Xinxue softly called Ming Xiche, she slowly raised her head to look at Ming Xiche and Situ Kun, the two men stood there as if petrified instantly.

Delicate and charming eyes, long eyelashes fluttering as if he could speak, and a face of aggrieved pouting pink and tender lips, like jelly, people can't help but want to nibble, the compensation is What is the taste.

The difference from Ling Manxue is that she is wearing a water pink one-shoulder suspender dress with a crystal necklace around her neck, the front skirt is placed at the knees, the back is fan-shaped and dragged on the ground, and the waist is tied with a white bow. , wearing a pair of crystal shoes on her feet.

"What a nice view."

Situ Kun unconsciously whispered what was in his heart.

"What's the matter with you, my princess?"

Of course it is beautiful, so beautiful that Ming Xiche's heart trembled, Ming Xiche wanted to hold Ling Xinxue in his arms, afraid of being snatched away if she tightened her arms.

"Brother Xiche, I don't want to wear this headgear, I don't want it."

Ling Xinxue pointed to the headgear in the makeup artist's hand, and it was only then that Ming Xiche realized that the hairdress in the makeup artist's hand seemed very similar to what Ling Xinxue wore on her birthday.

"Brother Xiche knows, we don't wear it or not, don't be afraid, don't think about it, be good."

Ming Xiche was hugged by a princess, holding Ling Xinxue in her arms.

"Our Xiaoxi is already beautiful like this, it doesn't matter if you don't wear those things, right?"

Ming Xiche looked at Ke Ren'er in his arms with deep eyes and tenderness.

Today, she must be in a heavy mood, to go back to the home that gave her everything, to remind her of the sad night when she almost lost her life, to have a heart that is easily hurt but still Having made herself so strong, even a little memory would make her so sad, so what will she do when she faces the enemy who killed her mommy?

"Ah."

Ling Xinxue nodded her head lightly, God knows how she felt when she saw this tiara, as if the events of that day would happen again and again.

"Ming Shao, are you satisfied with this?"

The designer asked Ming Xiche carefully, but she already knew the result when Ming Xiche and Situ Kun came in.

"That's right, I'll carry Xiaoxi down first, and you go downstairs first and help me find a dress similar to Xiaoxi's."

Of course I am satisfied, but if I am not satisfied, Ming Xiche would have lost his temper long ago, can he still stand here and talk properly?

"Good young master Ming, please rest assured, what about Master Situ?"

Of course, the designer would not leave Situ Kun aside, she knew the relationship between Situ Kun and Ming Xiche very well.

"I, it's better to be more realistic and go with you."

It seems that he shouldn't stay beside Ming Xiche and Ling Xinxue now, Situ Kun waved his hands and turned around to leave the dressing room upstairs.