Repaying With Marriage

Jing Jihan didn't avoid him. As he sat there, Shi Su raised his hand arrogantly and pulled his hair twice. When she shook the hair spray in her hand a few times and was about to start spraying it on his head, he whispered. Shen Ban called her name in a warning tone: Shi Su.

Ah. Shi Su seemed to not understand the meaning of her warning. He lowered his head and looked at her husband's eyes that had glanced at her with a smile.

She continued to shake the thing in her hand: I have to try it.

No need. Jing Jihan was very repelled by this kind of hair spray with a faint fragrance. The moment she was about to spray it, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her waist, and sat her down on his lap. superior.

Shi Su didn't stand firm enough to sit in his arms, and the spray in his hand almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the makeup artist next to him had quick eyes and quick hands to catch it.

But at the same time, he was forcefully stuffed with a mouthful of dog food.

Makeup artist: What evil have I done...

You really don't want to do it? Shi Su sat in his arms and didn't rush to get up. She only raised her hand and plucked his hair twice more like she was regretful: Since it's photogenic, you have to do some styling, otherwise I'm afraid of my husband. Such a clean and tidy appearance is being targeted by some female pervert.

The man pinched her waist and smiled half-heartedly: With you here, who else would dare to stare at me?

Tsk. Shi Su was happy for a moment, but still persistently raised his hands to hold his handsome and outrageous face, and said seriously: My face is usually not particularly photogenic when in front of a green screen, at least. How about some highlights? I’ll do it for you, making sure it’s not obvious or exaggerated!”

Looking at her expression as if she clearly wanted to play with him as a doll, the emotion in her eyes was no different from when Jing Mianmian looked at her favorite chocolate. They were simply a mother and daughter carved out of the same mold.

Between applying powder and highlighting on his face or styling his hair, Jing Jihan chose the latter.

Since styling is the etiquette in front of the camera, let's do the hair. After he finished speaking, he patted her waist to indicate that she could get up.

Shi Su stood up happily. She had been with Jing Jihan for so long, and she already knew how to make this man lower his defenses.

For example, she sat in his arms and acted coquettishly, leaning into his arms, for example, she tilted her head and winked at him, for example, she leaned into his ear and softly called her husband, husband, husband...

Before she even used her special move, Jing Jihan was clearly unable to resist and took the initiative to let her do her hair!

The makeup artist who was standing nearby and neither walking nor walking saw Shi Su taking the spray again and hurriedly handed it to her, then quickly left the dog food in front and patted the base frantically, turned around and went to Luo Fang and Xu Qingqing to help. Manage the shape.

呲呲——

呲呲呲...呲呲...

Shi Su sprayed several times on Jing Jihan's head very skillfully, and then used one hand and a wooden comb to move it back and forth on his head several times.

The man himself is too handsome and upright, so there is no need to do too many unnecessary styles. Just by making his usually soft and clean short hair a little bit more angular, he already has the appearance of an international superstar.

Shi Su was quite satisfied with his masterpiece. He quickly turned around and asked the makeup artist to borrow a small mirror and held it up to him: Look, isn't it handsome?

Jing Jihan just let her play around with him, but now he was looking at the company email sent on his phone. Without even raising his eyelids, he replied: You think he's handsome.