The makeup artist yawned, tilted her head, and closed her eyes for a short nap.
She didn't notice the small movements Song Guanchao was making under the table.
The perfectly timed pressing and kneading made Wu Qiangwei feel completely relaxed.
Half an hour later, the car stopped at the final location.
Song Guanchao released his hand and got off the car.
Ten minutes later, Wu Qiangwei changed into the final outfit.
It was a green ancient outfit, flowing gently in the wind, like a fairy.
The makeup artist divided her long hair into two parts, leaving one loose and threading a tassel gold hairpin through the other.
Behind her was a bamboo forest. The wind blew, lifting her long hair and clothes, and the bamboo forest rustled. In the cool moonlight, Wu Qiangwei's profile enchanted the few staff members present.
So beautiful.
She was exactly like a fairy.
Finally, the shoot was over.
The staff sent them back to the hotel, and Song Guanchao drove Wu Qiangwei home.
