At 5:30 in the morning, before daybreak, a soft aromatherapy lamp was already on in Xiaoyemei's bedroom.
She gently lifted the velvet sheet and stepped barefoot on the cashmere carpeted floor.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the glass reflected her slender figure - her skin was like new snow under the moonlight, with a crystal clear luster, and her waist-length violet hair was like a galaxy of stars, with a subtle gradient from lavender purple to amethyst flowing through her hair. The ends of her hair were carefully curled into waves, trembling slightly with her light breathing, exuding a faint scent of iris.
Sayomi stood in front of the dressing table, took out a sterling silver wide-tooth comb, dipped it in two drops of specially blended rose essential oil, and combed from the roots of her hair to the ends inch by inch. Her movements were very gentle, for fear of tearing any hair.
"Purple is the most difficult hair color to maintain." She murmured to the mirror.
The shampoo is custom-made and contains violet extract, and the foam is as dense as a cloud.
She soaked her long hair in warm water and gently massaged her scalp with her fingertips. The water temperature must be strictly controlled at 38 degrees - too hot will damage the hair color, and too cold will not wash away the grease.
After rinsing, she applied a hair mask containing amino acids and wrapped it with a hot towel for twenty minutes to allow the nutrients to penetrate thoroughly.
When blow-drying her hair, she used a negative ion hair dryer, keeping the air outlet fifteen centimeters away from her hair, and used her other hand to constantly move the hair to ensure that every strand was evenly heated.
Finally, she took out a small bottle of amethyst gloss spray and sprayed it lightly at a distance of thirty centimeters. The hair instantly glowed with a dreamy pearlescent luster.
After cleansing her face, Sayomei took out the refrigerated platinum infusion device, dropped freeze-dried rose essence on the infusion head, and slowly pushed it along the facial meridians.
The device emits a subtle blue light to help the essence penetrate deep into the skin.
Next came seven minutes of facial scraping—she used a state-of-the-art beauty device dipped in jasmine oil, starting at the jawline and pulling upwards at a 45-degree angle.
After completing each side, she checked in the mirror to make sure there wasn't a trace of swelling or lines.
The mask application time must be accurate to the second: first apply a hyaluronic acid water mask for five minutes, and then apply a gold gel mask for three minutes. When she peels it off, her skin is so translucent that you can almost see the capillaries, and even the pores on both sides of her nose have disappeared.
After spreading out the yoga mat, Sayomi changed into nude yoga clothes.
Today's exercise was the 'Flying Pose' - she supported herself with her hands, slowly lifted her legs off the ground, and finally did a split in the air.
Her long purple hair fell like a waterfall, and her waist and abdomen showed perfect muscle lines, like a suspended work of art.
Sweat trickled down her collarbone, but she remained motionless.
"Xiao Yemei, you are so beautiful, have a good figure, are successful in your career, and have a boyfriend who loves you. Why do you still work so hard?" At this time, her friend came to her and asked in confusion when she saw how hard she was working.
"He said that he really likes my long purple hair, which looks very beautiful. He likes to touch my hair and smell the fragrance. He also said that he really likes my crystal clear and smooth skin, and likes to hold me in his arms and feel the warmth of my body. I have done too much with him, and I am worried that he will get tired of me. I need to unlock more postures." Sayomi's eyes were a little worried, but the corners of her eyes were still curved into crescents, and she was obviously a woman who was immersed in happiness.
This is Sayomi's daily life. She is a beautiful woman who dresses up to please herself and takes great pains to dress herself up for her lover. She is exquisite to the extreme.
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Sunlight streamed into the office through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Zhou Hailian sat in a leather swivel chair, her fingertips tapping lightly on the table.
"Failed again?" She tilted her head, her long silver-white hair falling on her shoulders. As she tilted her head slightly, soft silver ripples spread across her shoulders.
Assistant Xiaolin stood aside, holding the project termination report in his hand, looking a little embarrassed. "Yes, Mr. Zhou, the market response to our AI pet collar has been very poor. We have already lost 50 million yuan, and there is no sign of profitability."
Zhou Hailian blinked, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyes. She was wearing a white lace long dress today, with layers of skirt, which made her skin look white as snow, and she was as pure as a girl who knew nothing about the world.
"Oh, forget it." She waved her hand lightly, her tone as relaxed as if she was just discussing today's afternoon tea: "What's the next project?"
Xiaolin: "It's a smart potted plant that changes color according to the plant's mood."
Zhou Hailian's eyes lit up: "This is great! I like it! I can definitely make it back. This time I decided to invest 100 million."
Xiaolin's expression froze instantly, and the corners of her mouth twitched unnaturally twice - this was already the seventh project that President Zhou had undertaken this year. People outside knew President Zhou as the silly girl who gave money.
"Zhou Hailian, stop it!" At this moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open and a small figure rushed in.
The figure also had long silver-white hair and was wearing a white lace dress. She was standing at the door with her hands on her hips, looking at her angrily.
This is Zhou Hailian’s daughter, Lin Xiaotang. She just started elementary school this year, but her IQ has already crushed most adults. She is a genius girl.
She inherited her mother's delicate facial features, with skin so white that it is almost transparent, and a pair of big watery eyes, making her look like a cute doll.
When she stands with Zhou Hailian, people can only think of them as sisters, and it is hard to imagine that they are mother and daughter.
"You're wasting money again!" Lin Xiaotang stamped her feet. "If you keep going like this, your dad will abandon you."
"First, you have to call me mom!" Zhou Hailian smiled gently and stepped forward to pinch her daughter's cheek. "Then, you are still young, you don't understand. Mom will not be abandoned by Dad."
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