Chapter 47: Their Eye-to-Eye Kiss Is a Passionless Kiss

Lou Yanjing's gaze suddenly stopped.

What caught my eye was the pretty and elegant white veil with cake-sleeves, and the rich, gentle and pure blue.

Li Zhi changed from her previous arrogant and charming self.

She wore a Uyghur long skirt, a sapphire headband, a gauze hat, and had braided her long curly hair into fluffy double ponytails. She came in a circle.

The live broadcast room was instantly filled with excitement——

"Frog Fun! There's a fairy!"

"The Uyghur princess has come down to earth, family members!"

"Vocal! Li Zhi is so versatile, isn't she? How come she looks so good in any outfit!!!"

"Ahhh, I'm jealous of you!"

"Damn it! It turns out that you have to be both rich and pretty to marry a woman who only exists in your dreams!"

And at this moment.

This woman who only existed in his dreams smiled sweetly and came to Lou Yanjing with her eyelashes fluttering. "Does it look good?"

Lou Yanjing's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

The color of his eyes had obviously become a little darker. When he stared at Li Zhi, his gaze was as hot as if a fire had been ignited. Even his voice became hoarse: "It looks good."

The audience said that his eyes were so sad.

It's like the saying "Looking into each other's eyes is human beings' kiss without passion" has been taken to the extreme!

Li Zhi's face was a little hot from his stare. She turned away in surprise: "What are you doing? You're looking at me like that again."

Lou Yanjing didn't say anything.

Fu Yanze, on the other hand, felt mixed emotions.

He frowned as he looked at Li Zhi in Lou Yanjing, and vaguely felt that he should have been the male protagonist in this scene.

before.

Whenever Li Zhi bought a new pretty dress, she would happily run to him first to show it.

At this time, Lin Rong also came out of the dressing room: "Wow! You are so good at choosing, my beautiful lady! This blue dress is so beautiful!"

The camera swayed as it followed.

Lin Rong was seen wearing a taro purple Uyghur long skirt, and received praise from the live broadcast audience.

Although there is a little devil hidden in Lin Rong's heart.

But she has a sweet look, so this color scheme suits her best, and there are soft little feathers on her hat.

"You are so sweet too!" Li Zhi held her face and leaned over to give her a big kiss.

"The boss is jealous."

"The boss is jealous."

"It seems like the owner of this building really wants to become a forest mushroom."

Lin Rong's face instantly turned red as Li Zhi teased her. She hesitated and almost bit off her tongue: "I, I can actually change my orientation for you!"

Shang Xu: “…”

He folded his hands and uttered a silent sound.

It was Lou Yanjing who grabbed Li Zhi's wrist, pulled her back, and raised his eyebrows arrogantly: "Did I agree?"

There was a burst of laughter in the live broadcast room.

Lin Rong was so scared that he shrank his neck. He had just been so bold to express his love to Li Zhi, but now he wanted to be a quail.

The photo studio is too busy.

The laughter continued.

So much so that after Jiang Zhiyou changed her clothes, no one noticed her coming out of the dressing room.

Even Fu Yanze was in a daze and in a bad state.

It was the photographer who gave her a shot so that Jiang Zhiyou's fans could see her outfit.

The sexy and gorgeous red and the complicated crown of the veil formed a sharp contrast with the ladylike white dress she wore this morning.

This dress looks great.

It has to be said that the Uyghurs’ red pomegranate skirts are stunning, and the intricate embroidery designs and the ethnic crowns with scattered forehead pendants are also gorgeous.

But apart from the fans who were praising it to their heart's content, the rest of the audience frowned a little -

"Tell the truth, read the newspaper."

"Jiang Zhiyou is not suitable for this kind of outfit at all."

"Why do I feel like she's trying to imitate others? (Frowns) The red dress and the crown."

"Uh... this dress is absolutely stunning on Li Zhi, but it really can't match Jiang Zhiyou's innocent and pale face."

Li Zhi Tian Xian

Jiang Zhiyou eats lotus root

The topics of real daughters and fake daughters have each become hot searches, but the difference in appearance and temperament is immediately apparent, and the praise and condemnation are obvious.

But Jiang Zhiyou was completely unaware.

She smiled coquettishly and walked in front of Fu Yanze, holding up the hem of her skirt and spinning around: "Brother Yanze, do I look good like this?"

That word "also".

It has been clearly shown that she is imitating Li Zhi.

She chose this dress on purpose. She was unhappy with Li Zhi's seductiveness yesterday and today, and she had to prove that she would look beautiful if she wore this.

Fu Yanze responded in a low voice: "Yeah."

The girls sat down in front of their mirrors and put on their makeup.

Although they all wear makeup when going out, the Uyghur makeup for photo shoots is slightly different. It requires adjustment, and some glitter needs to be put on the eye makeup and the hairstyle needs to be carefully styled.

So the men continued to wait on the sofa.

Fortunately, it’s not full makeup.

It only took about half an hour, and Li Zhi thought that this time Lou Yanjing would definitely not get any pain in the butt.

When you stand up again.

Li Zhi has put some blgblg blue sequins on the tail of her eyes, making her look like a charming little mermaid.

She blinked her eyelashes and said smartly, "Let's go?"

Lou Yanjing sat on the sofa with his legs crossed lazily. He raised his chin slightly, his clear finger bones lightly touched the side of his face, and his eyes swept over her body slowly.

Then he let out a vague sound.

He raised his eyebrows: "What should I do? My wife is so beautiful, I feel a little reluctant to take her out."

There was screaming in the live broadcast room.

Li Zhi's cheeks flushed instantly, and she stomped her white Uyghur leather boots in embarrassment: "Lou Yanjing!"

Lou Yanjing chuckled nonchalantly.

He stood up in his leather shoes, his suit pants slipping off, and his words just now were just a joke: "Where do you want to go to shoot?"

"All is fine." Li Zhi said cheerfully.

In fact, the most beautiful check-in spot for taking photos of the Uyghur people in Kazan is also where the pigeons are at the main entrance.

Throw a handful of bread crumbs into the air.

The pigeons took flight in surprise.

The princess danced gracefully, spinning her skirt.

That picture is so beautiful!

Unfortunately, Lou Yanjing was afraid of birds, so Li Zhi directly gave up the idea and never mentioned it in front of him.

Lin Rong hesitated to speak.

In fact, she wanted to go to the main gate to take pictures of the pigeons, but she was confused as to why Li Zhi seemed to be avoiding that place.

She didn't say much.

But Lou Yanjing suddenly spoke up: "Teacher Lin."

Lin Rong: ???

She immediately widened her eyes in surprise at Lou Yanjing's call: "Ah...ah?!"

"Can I talk to you for a moment?" He raised his eyebrows.

Lin Rong looked at Li Zhi anxiously, and inexplicably felt a chill down his spine.

But Li Zhi didn't seem to mind their whispering. She shrugged her shoulders magnanimously and even turned away.

Lin Rong swallowed in fear.

Because there was a microphone on his collar, the "gulp" sound was recorded very clearly, causing the audience in the live broadcast room to burst into laughter.

"What, what's wrong, Mr. Lou?" Lin Rong began to tremble. "I was just joking when I said I changed my sexual orientation for the beautiful Zhizhi! My Lin family is already very poor and can't afford to be exposed to the cold weather! Are you going to ban me and hide me away???"

The audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter again.

But Lou Yanjing didn't intend to talk to her about this.

He put one hand in his pocket lazily, turned his head to look at Li Zhi, then squinted his eyes and looked back at Lin Rong: "Are you interested in going to the main gate to take pictures of the pigeons?"

"Ah???" Lin Rong was a little confused.

She looked at Lou Yanjing in even greater panic, not understanding why he cared about whether she wanted to go somewhere to take photos.