“Mommy, you’re so beautiful!” Angel’s dark eyes nearly turned pink.
Her mother was so beautiful that she looked like a princess who walked out of a fairytale.
Mrs. Lawson and the makeup artist were dumbfounded. An off-shoulder, pink, mid-length dress revealed her beautiful, slender neck. The pink dress contrasted Monique’s delicate skin, making it look fairer.
The waist-retracting design outlined her curvaceous figure. The hem of the dress reached the knees and tapered in. However, it did not seem revealing.
The pink dress was decorated with sparkling rhinestones. The style looked very simple yet elegant.
Mrs. Lawson looked at Monique and complimented her truthfully, “Monnie, you look very beautiful even without makeup.”
The makeup artist snapped back to reality. She had seen plenty of beautiful girls and celebrities, yet very few of them looked as innocent and beautiful as Monique.
She brought Monique to the makeup chair and sat her down. “With a little touch-up, you’ll look as beautiful as an angel.”
Monique nodded awkwardly. She felt very uneasy.
The makeup artist put on light makeup for her, curled her hair, and pulled it back, revealing her clean forehead. It gave Monique a whole new look—she looked more invincible.
She had makeup on her eyes as well, and she looked more attractive with her big bright eyes.
The pink lips were painted a light red—they were as beautiful as rose petals.
A pair of slender legs, paired with seven centimeters white heels, outlining the curve on her slim body.
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