Xiang Xiaoyuan finished Rick's words, and instructed with low eyebrows:

"Brother Xiexie Rick has taught me so much, I will definitely be careful in the future. Just don't mention what you told me today, I don't want to get you in trouble. ”

When Rick heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

He nagged and said so much, in fact, what is the relationship between this little girl and Cheng Hao, he doesn't seem to know at all, but somehow, the topic let her take away.

But this should have been what she told her, but she wanted to remind herself, and she couldn't help but feel more good about her.

"Oh, good sister, where is this, don't worry, as long as you don't say it, can I say it?"

Hurry up and speed up your makeup:

"Sister, what kind of makeup do you like?"

Xiao Yuan smiled: "You can do it, you are a professional, I believe in you!"

****

Coming out of the locker room, Xiang Xiaoyuan hadn't had time to look in the mirror, and Rick exclaimed first.

"Oh my God, it's so beautiful!"

He admired and heartbroken:

"You're so haode, weishenme wears that kind of clothes every day, it's not suitable for you at all, it all covers up your advantages!"

Xiao Yuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, slowly raised his head, and couldn't help but be shocked.

She touched her slender neck, her eyes were a little wooden, as if she didn't know who the person in the mirror was.

The off-the-shoulder gown lined her neck very slender, and her beautiful collarbones also stood out.

This kind of green, she had never tried before, and against the backdrop of this color, her complexion became more and more delicate and fair.

This slim fit sets off her figure exquisitely.

Her figure itself is very haode, but even she has never found it herself, no wonder people say that "Buddha depends on gold clothes, people rely on clothes".

This feeling is very strange, against the backdrop of that green, I feel that I am the porcelain white ancient jade pot spring bottle, and the green is the spring willow inserted in the bottle.

With that kind of coquettishness, but with a hint of holiness and elegance.

The face with makeup made her feel a little puzzled, this person was not herself at all, and she couldn't recognize it.

Some are familiar, but even more unfamiliar.

But she doesn't deny that it's really beautiful.

Rick fiddles with her hair:

"Beauty, I'll tidy up this bangs for you again. ”

Xiao Yuan nodded and sat back in front of the makeup mirror.

I've been wearing short hair all these years, but I didn't expect the look so good when I tied my hair up and filled it with a wig.

If you have long hair, you should be beautiful, right?

It's the first time I've had the idea of having long hair, and I don't think I've ever tried it.

It is said that Zhong Yuan is stubborn, but in fact, Xiang Xiaoyuan is sometimes more stubborn and unwilling to change anything.

Xiaoyuan closes her eyes and asks Rick to trim her broken hair.

Suddenly, she felt a little strange, and suddenly opened her eyes, only to find that Rick had left at some point, and behind her was Cheng Hao.

Xiang Xiaoyuan held back the screams that came to his mouth, and looked at his expressionless face in the mirror, and suddenly an inexplicable fear came to his heart.

Cheng Hao was lying behind her, his eyes were already deep, and the LED headlight of the makeup mirror illuminated his face even more ghostly.

In the light, his brow bones and the bridge of his nose are even higher, creating a shadow in the eye sockets.

In this abyss-like shadow, there is a cold light like a blade, which makes people shudder.

He walked around the garden and looked in the mirror at the girl's face that had been distorted by fright, and the face, which was already small and white, looked even paler at the moment.

I don't know if it's because of the light or something else, so that layer of peach-like pink rouge just floats on the face.

Cheng Hao's hand slowly slid down Xiang Xiaoyuan's cheek to his neck.

Xiaoyuan wanted to cry, but he didn't dare to move.

"It's such a thin neck, and it breaks with a slight pinch......"

Cheng Hao raised the corners of his mouth, this should have been a laughing expression, but it looked even more cold.

His fingers strained slightly, and Xiao Yuan immediately trembled.

The force on his hands is well controlled, and it doesn't leave finger marks, but it definitely makes it difficult for Xiao Yuan to breathe.

"You're so afraid of me?" he pressed to her ear, but Xiao Yuan felt that he could barely hear what he said.

Because the voice is so ethereal, it's like a ghost whisper.

"Does it hurt?" he still smiled.

Xiang Xiaoyuan gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Cheng Hao's hand let go of her neck and slid all the way down her bare right arm.

Xiang Xiaoyuan's hand was on the dressing table, so stiff that he couldn't even dodge at the moment, and could only watch his hand skim her skin.

Every inch that passes, it will stir up goosebumps like the biting cold wind of winter.

Until, his hand held Xiao Yuan's little hand in the palm of his hand.

His hand was large, like a net enveloping Xiao Yuan's right hand, making her powerless to break free.

"Does it hurt?" he still smiled, and his hand strained as if he was going to crush Xiao Yuan's hand.

Xiao Yuan grinned in pain, and he almost pinched his fingers off.

"Painful ......"

Xiao Yuan gritted his teeth and replied.

If he doesn't speak, he will definitely give up his hand.

Cheng Hao still sneered and stopped increasing his efforts.

"You know it hurts, too?"

He said in this cynical tone.

Then with his left hand, he began to unbutton his shirt one by one.

Xiang Xiaoyuan was stunned, not knowing what he wanted to do, or if she knew it subconsciously, but she couldn't believe it.

She secretly held a pointed comb for distributing buns in the palm of her left hand.

Cheng Hao unbuttoned his shirt to reveal the position of his chest, Xiao Yuan looked at him in the mirror, and his brain suddenly "buzzed" again.

It was a large black patch, with purple bruises.

Xiao Yuan knew that she had been kicked by herself last week, but she didn't expect that she would be so heavy on her feet.

It's been a week, and it's still like this, I'm afraid it's very painful, very painful......

"Bye, you, do, give. Cheng Hao whispered in her ear.

The breath in his mouth hit Xiao Yuan's face.

Again, the tobacco flavor mixed with mint.

The smell was familiar and oppressive, nailed to her heart like that button, making her cry when she remembered it.

"You say, if your boyfriend sees us like this, will he have any thoughts?"

Cheng Hao pulled Xiao Yuan's right arm over and hugged her tightly in his arms.

He was disheveled, and she was shaking, big tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

Xiao Yuan clutched the comb tightly.

Then tell herself that if he makes any more moves out of bounds, she'll do it.

If she can't stab him, then she will prick herself.

****

PS: Can I say...... Was Xiaoyuan frightened?