pampered by him

Chapter 172
Yan Jinbao didn't hear a word of what Wuci said next, she was still immersed in the great joy of being rubbed.

It wasn't until the backstage broadcast announced the appearance of the finale series that she suddenly recovered from the foggy state.

"Where's Ci Ci?" Yan Jinbao grabbed Han Te and asked.

"Nun!" Hanten nuzzled, motioning her to look at the last person in the waiting area of ​​the catwalk.

"Cici?!" Yan Jinbao's eyes widened.

At this moment, Wei Ci has already put on the last dress of "New Life", with exquisite makeup on his face and the same hairstyle as other models.

Don't think too much she will be the last model to walk down the runway.

"Wait! Wait!" Yan Jinbao rushed in front of Wei Ci.

Hunter followed closely behind and grabbed her tightly: "You don't mean to let our sister come down, do you? I tell you it's too late!"

Weici followed and looked over.

Hunter was still babbling: "Unless you step on my dead body, my sister must go on stage!"

Yan Jinbao didn't even look at him, he stretched out his hand and pulled him away.

"Cici, don't move, wait for me for a minute!" Yan Jingbao pulled the extra fabric beside him, bowed his head and fiddled for a while.

Seeing that Yan Jingbao wasn't trying to stop Weici from taking the stage, Hunter was slightly relieved, so he lowered his head and watched Weici what she was going to do together.

The long lace fabric seemed to be cast by magic, and it quickly took shape in Yan Jingbao's hands.

"Take it and try it."

Wei Ci's upper half of his face was covered.

Although those bright and warm peach blossom eyes were covered under the "mask", this did not stop the slightest sense of beauty on her body.

It even adds a bit of mystery that makes people curious to explore.

Weici blinked his eyes, he didn't expect this kind of fabric to not block his sight at all.

"Okay, perfect!" Yan Jingbao looked at Weici with satisfaction, and then said softly, "Cici, you can just relax after you come on stage, don't be nervous, when the people below are all Chinese cabbage, and then in the turning point "

At this moment, the well-known designer who has always been vigorous and resolute looks like an old lady sending her son off on a long journey.

If the staff hadn't stopped her, Hunter could be sure that Yan Jingbao would follow Weici to the stage.

"How did you come up with an eye mask for our sister? That's definitely the finishing touch!" Hunt touched his chin and sighed.

"What is our sister? That's my sister, mine." Yan Jingbao glanced at Hunter with a vigilant expression.

Hunter: "Forget it, tell me about your inspiration for this mask."

"Inspiration? No inspiration." Yan Jingbao walked to the electronic screen in the backstage, always paying attention to everything on the runway.

"Then you." Hunter was a little confused.

Yan Jingbao looked at the screen without blinking and replied, "I made the mask out of selfishness."

"Cici is so beautiful, how can others see it?"

"My sister doesn't allow it!"

"My sister belongs to me alone, no one can take it away!"

After speaking, Yan Jingbao slowly looked at Hunter with a fierce protective look.

Hunter's hair stood on end: "Haha. Haha, no one will snatch it from you."

The T-stage design of "New Life" is very unique.

Seeing the models in front of him disappearing into the hazy darkness one by one, Weici followed the gestures of the staff next to him and walked out.

The low, soothing light music echoed in my ears, like a bard strumming a big guitar with a broken string on a cold winter night.

The faint blue lights staggered and fell on the runway, illuminating Weici mysteriously and coldly.

(End of this chapter)