Chapter 662: The Kiss of the Eyebrows

"I know you're joking, but it's funny at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I don't like what you say. Murong Shuo said a little unhappily.

"Oh, but no, no one else can come. Here, only you can come in, and you don't know it. Xiao Gong saw that Murong Shuo was really unhappy, so she was a little relieved and didn't continue the joke. But there are still some hard words.

"I'm even angrier if I don't know. Sit down and tilt your head up. Murong Shuo's anger had actually disappeared when Xiao Gong spoke softly. But if she was so quick to say that it was okay, it would only fuel her temper. Therefore, Murong Shuo still deliberately stretched his face and instructed.

"What are you doing with your head up?" Xiao Gong didn't know why, but he still raised his head.

"Do you want to wear a silk scarf when you dance? Murong Shuo shook his head and deliberately laughed at her.

"Okay, who am I like this for!You bastard!" Xiao Gong was angry when he thought of this, and his hand was directly stretched out to hit him, but he happened to be caught by Murong Shuo. But after being caught, she didn't struggle much. Suppressed his anger, he withdrew his hand and lifted his neck. If you do this, it will be too much, and if you talk too much, it will only increase your troubles.

"Raise your head obediently, and you will lower when I tell you to lower it. ”

Murong Shuo saw that Xiao Gong was so angry and so obedient, and smiled and took out a thin pen and a box of rouge from his sleeve. Open the rouge, the color of the red, Xiao Gong only glanced at it and liked it very much. In addition, the refreshing fragrance of rouge is fresh and natural, like the taste of peach. Xiao Gong couldn't help but sniff a few more times, and the originally angry expression also turned into like.

The thin pen was glued with rouge, and Murong Shuo began to paint on Xiao Gong's neck one stroke at a time. Xiao Gong only felt cold on her neck, but she couldn't guess what Murong Shuo had drawn. There were no mirrors for her to look at, so she couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Hey, what are you drawing?

"Loquat flowers. This rouge is made by me, so of course it can be covered. Murong Shuo quickened the movements of his hand, and made the final touches on the flower, while replying.

"You do it yourself...... You really know everything, and you don't mind doing anything. Xiao Gong was surprised, he knew too much, but he really could do it. Was it for himself? He could do it so easily for himself? Was it because he could have done it? Or was he willing to do it for himself?

The reason for the former is easy to say, but if the reason is the latter, Xiaogong doesn't dare to think deeply. A man can even do rouge for a woman. And it was done willingly. This friendship is not deep. But such a deep friendship, Xiao Gong can't accept it, let alone repay it. She couldn't even fulfill the obligations of a wife.

Therefore, Xiao Gong still did not continue to delve into this issue. He just sighed and didn't say anything else. Just as she finished speaking, Murong Shuo finished painting and was carefully appreciating. She is indeed the most suitable person for loquat flowers. Coupled with the dance costume made by Yu Qingluo, I believe that she will definitely be the most shining person today.

Xiao Gong didn't expect her to say a few words, and Murong Shuo finished painting. At this speed, Xiao Gong really couldn't believe it, and he didn't dare to lower his head and ask: "This is the end of the painting?" ”

"If you're too slow, I can paint a little longer. Add a little more!" Murong Shuo said with a smile, and on a whim as he spoke, he dipped his rouge in the middle of Xiao Gong's eyebrows.

This is like the finishing touch. The eyes of the little gong are more agile and watery. Murong Shuo looked at it, and couldn't help but feel distracted, reached out and grabbed the little gong, pulled her into his arms, and pulled her in front of his eyes.

Xiao Gong was startled, and of course he wanted to dodge. But she still couldn't stop Murong Shuo from approaching. The more she hid, the closer Murong Shuo became. Xiao Gong saw that he couldn't escape, so he could only accept his fate. But he didn't want to, this time Murong Shuo didn't kiss her lips, but lightly imprinted a kiss on her eyebrows.

The kiss of the eyebrows represents cherishing and cherishing. Every woman will be moved by such a kiss. This kiss made Xiao Gong completely no longer nervous. The heart was also more intimate to Murong Shuo, and the next second he left, she stood on tiptoe and lightly imprinted a kiss on Murong Shuo's face.

Murong Shuo didn't expect Xiao Gong to kiss him back, and he was pleasantly surprised. With a little force, he completely hugged Xiaogong into his arms. Xiao Gong also hugged him back, and neither of them spoke, but both of them were now smiling contentedly. Even if it's just a shallow kiss like a dragonfly, it's full of affection. The love is so deep, why do you need words.

They are in a two-person world here, and before they know it, it is Luo Ning's turn to perform outside. Lin Hai watched nervously as she appeared, and then took the stage. Ronin sings a cappella, so he doesn't need anyone to play it. After Fu Shen told the origin of his name and displayed the loquat leaves, Luo Ning was ready.

"Ask Mingyue, how long will I have to wait, I don't feel leaning on the cold windowsill, and suddenly, he fell asleep in the moonlight, and promised the love of my life......"

"Don't be helpless, the bright moon is covered by clouds, but it's the wind's preference for her. If the stars are the sea in the sky, the more the tide is looking forward to it. The clouds dispersed, and the moonlight illuminated the haze of red dust, and the world stopped at this moment, letting go of all success or failure. Who is infatuated with the brilliance of freedom, letting each other fall in love but leaving willfully. Maybe the vow is like the sea, as long as the sound of the piano will not change, it is the last worship in a lifetime. Whoever is playing worldly love, anyone wants to have a dripping pleasure, burn up the dust of the night, and the wind pushes the clouds away, and she will come back with the sound of the piano-"

"Ask Mingyue, how long will I have to wait, I didn't feel leaning on the cold windowsill, and suddenly, he fell asleep in the moonlight, and promised me the love of my life!"

The sound stopped and the music stopped, and the emperor didn't say a word for a long time. The emperor didn't move, and the people below didn't dare to say anything. Even if someone wanted to applaud, they didn't dare to move. The longer the time drags on, the more apprehensive everyone becomes. Especially Lin Hai, his palms were sweating even more nervously. It was the first time he had been so nervous.

Compared with before, Luo Ning on the stage was much calmer. In her opinion, the emperor will be silent, it just means that he listened to her lyrics. He's thinking, or he's reminiscing. Remembering the man in his memory who would never disappear.

Luo Ning smiled and waited quietly for the emperor to "come back". Not far from the stage, the little gong that was about to come to the stage was already waiting under the stage. Similarly, she also smiled at Luo Ning, who was independent on stage. (To be continued.) )