Chapter 711: Capture the Dressing Table (Page 1/1)

The little guy's eyes lit up, he turned his head vigilantly, looked left and right, although his parents were not at home, he could do whatever he wanted, but after all, his grandparents were still at home, and he couldn't take it lightly.

Chen Yuehong was chatting with the old sisters of the dance team, discussing the next competition, while Han Jun was watching the news.

The little one breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes widened instantly, staring at the row of strange little bottles on the dressing table, as well as small boxes, all kinds of colored ...... She also can't name the "good stuff".

Xuanxuan sat in front of the mirror like her mother, looking at herself in the mirror, with two ponytails on her head and bangs on her forehead, looking very cute.

Of course, Xuanxuan's hairstyle is designed by her father every day.

In the past, the aesthetics of the little guy was that his father looked good no matter how he combed, but as the little guy grew up day by day, he became more and more aesthetic.

The so-called aesthetics are not good in Han Mo.

At first, Han Mo combed any braids, and the little guy would show an envious expression, but now, every time he combs his hair, he can always hear that the little guy expresses his opinion very loudly.

In Han Mo's opinion, combing the little guy's hair is a pleasure, and he can design a lot of beautiful works according to his own ideas.

But now every time Han Mo combs the little guy's hair, his head is as big as a cow, and the little guy has countless thoughts about himself, one time it is not good to comb like this, and he asks to comb it again, and the other time it is not good to comb it like that, so he will remove it and tie it again.

And the little guy can only command his father, and he can't complete it himself, and her so-called aesthetics really make Han Mo unable to compliment.

In the past few days, with the efforts of the whole family, I persuaded the little guy and gave her countless mental hints and self-hypnosis, and finally let her accept the fact that combing her own double ponytail is the most beautiful.

Recently, the little one has asked her father to tie her double ponytails every day.

Han Mo has been severely hit by his daughter these days, and he has some doubts about life.

The little one's gaze wandered over the various bottles and cans on the dressing table, and a small hand poked his little chin.

"I remember that my mother seems to wipe those big bottles first, what's the name?" the little guy thought about the term that his mother had mentioned before, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Basic skin care! It seems that yes, and then I will wear makeup, then I will also have basic skin care." ”

The little guy usually peeks at his mother's makeup, and at that time he could only envy it, but now he finally sat in front of the makeup mirror where his dream came true.

In the past, the little guy also tried to sit in front of his mother's makeup mirror, but every time he just sat down and didn't do anything, he was driven away by his mother.

After several failed attempts, the little guy no longer tried rashly, and chose to fight his wit, Dou Yong definitely can't win his mother, but how could Da Xuanxuan give up attacking her mother's dressing table, she can't attack it, she can only outwit it.

Xuanxuan's little abacus crackled in her heart, of course, Shu Ya didn't know these things.

Every time my mother put on makeup, the little guy stood outside the door very well-behaved, just looking at my mother innocently and not saying much.

Shu Ya thought that the little guy had given up the idea of making trouble on the dresser, but she didn't expect the little guy to think so in his heart.

Xuanxuan never felt that she was making trouble on the dresser, but she kept complaining that her mother didn't know how to share.

But these days, the little guy stands outside the door and watches his mother put on makeup, not only for fun, but also for observation, as for why he should observe carefully, it is naturally so that he can one day sit in front of the makeup mirror and prepare.

At this moment, the results of the little one's multi-day observation were used, and she tried to recall the steps before her mother's makeup, which one should be wiped first and which one should be wiped later.

After the skincare, start applying makeup......

"I love gold, yes, rub this. ”

"I like red too, so it's half and half. ”

"Hey, orange is so pretty......"

"Wow, black is so special. ”

"Why don't you try them all, it's nothing. ”

"Yes, yes, try ......"

The little one was talking to himself while putting on makeup.

At first, Xuanxuan can still follow the steps she saw before, at least the skin care stage is like this, but when she sees beautiful makeup, the little guy can't bear it, so many cosmetics can be used, so many colors, which one to use? Finally, I have the opportunity to sit in front of my mother's dressing table......

"Why don't you give it all a try. "The little one's eyes lit up,

For the little one, it's not great to be able to sit in front of Mommy's dressing table.

The little guy knows that he doesn't have much time to "become beautiful" here, and he has long forgotten what is not step-by-step, as long as he sees that it is so good to the eye, no matter what it is used for, he will wipe it on his face.

And children have a natural idea that no matter how they draw, they feel that they are beautiful, super beautiful.

No one knows anything about the dressing table at the moment......

Fifteen minutes later......

Although Chen Yuehong often chats with the old sisters of the dance team, she is not unrestrained, and she will only chat a few words when the children are not at home, or when Xuanxuan is playing with Han Mo.

At this moment, the news is over, Han Jun turned off the TV, always feeling that something was not right, and frowned slightly.

After Chen Yuehong put down her mobile phone, the Korean army walked over and hissed, with a puzzled expression on her face, "Old man, have you seen Xuanxuan?"

Han Jun suddenly realized why he felt as if something was wrong, it turned out to be too quiet.

I usually watch the news by myself, even if the little guy doesn't understand the news very well and is not very interested in the programs of this time period, but he will also talk on the side, even if he doesn't speak, he is also wandering in the living room, at least in a position where he can be seen at a glance.

But now?

Han Jun looked around, but there was no figure of Xuanxuan at all, not even a voice.

Although their house is not a mansion, there is no edge that cannot be seen at a glance, but the area is not small, and I can't see it when I sweep around, and it is definitely not in the living room.

Han Mo stood up, he knew that it was impossible for the child to go out by himself, and now there was no sound, so it must be somewhere. "Is it in the house?"

Chen Yuehong nodded, "Maybe reading in the house." As she walked towards the little one's room, she said that he had said so, and that she had no idea what the little one was doing, and that she always felt that she could not say it.

It's a hunch, and this hunch doesn't seem like a good thing.

Children who are usually very lively and cheerful and always make noise in front of them, suddenly lose their voice, it is not surprising, it may be hiding in a corner and doing bad things.

And the likelihood of this thief is high.

Han Jun followed Chen Yuehong and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

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