Hua Cheng Outfit Novels & Stories

The nerves are soon forgotten as I feel a sense of awe come over me just as a familiar vibration moves closer. “Mei…” Says a voice that instantly puts me at ease. I turn and immediately forget how to form words as I take in the sight of Chris. He looks absolutely breathtaking in a men’s hanfu designed in black and gold. The edges are bordered with gold while the bulk of it is in black, and it looks to be made of the most gorgeous silk. The gold embroidery along the shoulders is so detailed I can’t help but trace the patterns with my eyes. The belt around his midsection has a golden wolf design on the front which I think is a lovely touch, whereas the base of the hanfu has a golden snake on e

Looking at Samuel and Qi Yiyun getting into Wang Mao's car, Chang Lang frowned. Although Samuel and Qi Yiyun were not well dressed, Wang Mao's handmade Tang suit made Chang Lang look at them with new eyes. His family could get in touch with some high-end domestic brands. His father also had such a Tang suit, which cost tens of thousands of yuan at a time. The person who could wear this kind of clothes was definitely not an ordinary person. "Chang Lang, did you forget what you said on the plane?" Dou Wei reminded him. She didn't know the value of Wang Mao's Chinese Tang costume. For someone like her who only knew how to make foreign brands, all the other brands were rubbish.

This time it was not a purple lipsticked maid. Like a slow-motion, there was a woman who looked charming, stepped up gracefully. Dressed in a red cheongsam - traditional Chinese attire - with oriental floral motifs, she looked radiant. From the front, the cheongsam V-neck was high, exposing her sexy neck. Her sleeves were short, revealing his smooth skin. Her hair was combed along the sides and then rolled back. Getting closer, she looks tall in high heels. Not to forget, the ivory white handbag with oriental floral motifs hung from her tapering fingers.

While all this was happening, Stanley Batton had just returned home again. Xyla was watching television, her legs crossed as she held a large pack of chips in her arms. On her, was a set of aqua green, casual Hanfu styled clothes made with real silk. White laces were adorned around the hem, the cuffs, and even her trousers. The combination made her skin look white as snow. She didn’t have any makeup on and her long, black, curly hair casually lay on her shoulders. She could have been mistaken as a goddess who had accidentally fallen from the heavens.

The gown's texture was exquisite, with the long sheer fabric trailing behind, hinting at Cheryl's slender waist yet concealing it just enough. From the front, Cheryl's dark hair and gentle makeup, paired with the bangs, gave her the appearance of a porcelain doll. The cheongsam featured a few light pink plum blossoms at the chest and waist, accentuating Cheryl's figure and harmonizing with the lipstick, making her seem like a woman stepped out of a painting. The assistant was stunned, as was Aurora. Cheryl's transformation from a Western glamor icon to an embodiment of Eastern elegance was breathtaking. She was radiant with a dignified beauty that carried hints of playfulness and subtle sexi

She actually too lazy to see Hu Jiang and her two other's friends face . In Qin Yun's car , she takes out the Guzheng, two Quqins ,two flutes and a pipa . She also puts two pink and white dancers Tang dynasty costumes . Three soft blue ancient woman Tang dynasty women's wear and three soft blue shamfoo for the three boys . She also takes out two sets of gold with red diamond hairdress of Tang dynasty in two red boxes then she takes out three sets of gold simple hair pin with blue diamonds in blue boxes for her , Wang Rye and Ning Ji .

Leora PoV "Grace, what is this?" I pointed to a dress placed on my bed. It was a very beautiful dress. Made of fine blue satin, it is a sleeveless jumpsuit with a high collar like a cheongsam, typical Chinese women's clothing. I caressed the dress carefully, afraid that my nails would tear the beautiful dress. "That's the dress I prepared for you for an exhibition of classic dresses held by an art institute, which we will attend together," said Grace in a cheerful tone. She handed me a large paper bag. "And this. You'll have to wear it later."

Mo Shan was still in the meeting, so she did not disturb him. After Xiao Hui dressed up, Yun Xi helped him with cuffs and hair. She then proceeded to dress Ray. Ray's dress was a red skirt, especially made of soft cloth for her skin. Her cap was also in red color, designed like that of Santa Clause's. She didn't look any less than a princess after dressing up.