Chapter 1394
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Sure enough, people were different from each other!
Speaking of which, their Mo Corporation still belonged to Mo Shao. It was a pity that apart from President Shang, Mo Shao was nowhere to be seen.
After ten minutes of porridge, Mochen and Weiwei changed and opened the door.
The makeup artist came in and put on a very light makeup for Weiwei. It was almost invisible and it matched the school uniform perfectly.
When she looked at Mo Shao again, she was troubled and asked softly, "Mo Shao, do you want me to put on special police makeup and paint your face?"
Before Mochen could say anything, he heard Weiwei's voice.
"No need! Put on some light makeup for him too! "
Mochen's gaze fell on Weiwei and his face darkened.
She asked the makeup artist to put on makeup for him too?
The makeup artist looked at Mo Shao's expression and didn't dare to say anything.
Mochen looked at the makeup artist. "I don't need anything."
Weiwei protested and muttered, "When I met you back then, you were just a little fresh meat."
Mochen said, "So?"
Weiwei looked at Mochen. "Isn't it good to look for the feelings you had in the past?"
Mochen looked at Weiwei and didn't look too happy.
Weiwei leaned into Mochen's arms and stroked him. "Hubby, okay?"
Mochen lowered his head and looked at Weiwei.
Weiwei said, "Look at me, I even tied my hair into a ponytail."
Mo Chen took a look at Weiwei. Now that she had dressed up, she did look a little like she did in the past. She looked much smaller, with her school uniform, ponytail, and eyes that were like the stars in the night sky …
She really looked like a junior high student!
Weiwei said, "Okay?"
Mochen pursed his thin lips.
She raised her head slightly and looked at him with starry eyes.
Mochen watched for a while.
Weiwei frowned.
Mochen sighed softly and let go of her. He walked to the side and sat there with his eyes closed, looking like he was at the mercy of the makeup artist.
Weiwei, "…"
Is it worth it?
He was indeed a straight man!
Actually, there was nothing wrong with putting on makeup. Why would she mind doing it?
The makeup artist was very nervous. Fortunately, her skills were excellent. Soon, she drew a handsome young man for Mochen. It was just right and there were no traces.
He was nervous. "Mo Shao, it's done."
Mochen opened his eyes, looked at himself in the mirror, and frowned.
Weiwei heard the commotion. "Let me have a look later!"
Mochen turned around and looked at Weiwei.
Weiwei had been browsing through Weibo, looking for other wedding photos that she could take. The moment she put down her phone and looked up, she was stunned. It was as if time had returned to ten years ago. Just one glance, and Weiwei's heart throbbed.
Mochen didn't look too good.
A few seconds later, Weiwei reacted and looked at the makeup artist. "I want to learn how to do makeup from you in the future!"
The makeup artist replied, "It's my honor!"
Weiwei walked over and hooked her finger around Mochen's hand.
Mochen took a glance and squeezed her hand.
Girls liked to dress up younger and look younger. But he was a man, a twenty-eight-year-old man. The makeup artist made him look like he was eighteen years old, and he felt very uncomfortable.
The photographer was already filled with inspiration. He excitedly talked about a few scenes that he had designed, and then looked at Xiang Mochen and Weiwei. "Mo Shao, Your Highness, what do you think?"
Weiwei said, "It's pretty good, let's do it like this."
Mochen didn't have any objections after hearing that. It was indeed pretty good, and the scene was a little like when he was dating in junior high.
In one scene, Weiwei was in the classroom, and Mochen was standing outside. A ray of sunlight shone between them.
There were a few sets of actions. One set was when Weiwei was reading a book, and Mochen was looking at her. Another set was when Weiwei raised her head and saw Mochen standing outside. When their eyes met, their hearts throbbed, and their eyes reflected each other clearly. The second set was when Mochen left, and Weiwei was looking at his back.
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