Meng Yue is not the kind of person who has a fearless spirit and is willing to gamble with her life that she has the aura of the heroine, so she will not do anything about quietly going to the random building with the big guy on her back. After thinking about it, Meng Yue felt that he wanted to sacrifice one of the three evil arts in Southeast Asia that he had not been out of the rivers and lakes for many years - the makeup technique that was read as makeup and plastic surgery.

She usually doesn't wear makeup, it doesn't mean she can't, but she's an art student, and she is good at painting over the years, and she is very confident that she should also be good at makeup. However, the fact is always a slap in the face, and after slapping the left cheek and the right cheek, Governor Dong easily helped her find a girl of the same age and appearance, but Meng Youkou boasted about it, but he was worried about that face.

It turns out that some skills will really degrade if you don't use them.

"My eyebrows are thicker than mine, thicker than me, and I don't even know how to make my eyebrows look like this. In Meng Yue's aesthetic view, she has a very dull face, her eyebrows are also light, and her facial features are not very deep, a typical oriental face. The girl she found looked very similar, and the heroic and handsome between her eyebrows was free and easy, and Meng Yue was so greedy that she couldn't cultivate.

To paint a handsome girl with a dull face is really a challenge to her skills.

Cheng Shuang came up with an idea from the side: "Pluck the eyebrows first, pluck them out more thinly, and then draw them carefully with light eyebrows." ”

"It hurts. ”

The girl found by Governor Dong is the sister of an officer of the Jinan garrison, and her family has practiced martial arts for generations, and the girl is also an excellent martial artist. How can there be less sin of suffering from Xi Wu, this pain is not in the eyes of the girl at all, she turned to Meng Yue and said: "Pull it out, what is this pain, when we were children, we had when we broke our arms while standing on a stake and broke our heads and bled out, where can it hurt to pull out our eyebrows." ”

Meng Yue looked at it in pairs: "I'll sit next to you, you pull." ”

Cheng Shuang understood very well why his young lady didn't do it, because last time she pulled a thicker and longer one from her eyebrows, she directly looked at the mirror and reddened her eyes: "Okay, Miss sit down, I'll pluck Miss Jiang's eyebrows." ”

Miss Jiang's official name is Jiang Ruijun, it is said that when she was born, her father almost wanted to name her Jiang Jun directly, but Miss Jiang's grandmother desperately blocked her, and insisted on adding a rui character to the middle. However, Meng Yue thought about it and felt that it was good to call Jiang Jun, what a handsome face, such a handsome girl, she should have a handsome name.

Of course, Jiang Ruijun is not bad, although his handsomeness has been halved, he has been mixed with Qingli, beautiful and handsome, and great!

Jiang Ruijun plucked her eyebrows, here Meng Yue stared at others obsessively, Jiang Ruijun couldn't stand her a little: "Miss Meng, if you stare at me like this again, I'm welcome." ”

Meng Yue raised his face and yelled at Jiang Ruijun: "You come, you come." ”

Jiang Ruijun raised her eyebrows, she had never seen such a rush to find a scold, she gently stretched out her hand and brushed Meng Yue's waist, and after a while, Meng Yue rubbed her waist and smiled: "Just now Ah Meng asked me if I had a laughing hole, and there was no laughing hole, but I have a way to make you laugh for a while, just like now." ”

Mengyo: ......

Those who practice martial arts really can't be offended.

It only lasted for a minute or two, Meng Yue rubbed his waist with a smile, and said, "It's amazing." ”

To tell the truth, Jiang Ruijun really has never seen Meng Yue, he is embarrassed, looking at a gentle and indifferent face, but he is extremely refreshing and ...... There are a lot of extraordinarily dramas, and she can act in a big drama by herself if she ignores her. If Jiang Ruijun wants to find a word to describe Meng Yue, it must first be "fun": "Is it that people like A Meng who are full of stories are so funny, and no matter what their appearance is, their souls are very interesting?"

Meng Yue: I don't know why, I think of a sentence when you say this - beautiful bodies are everywhere, and interesting souls are more than 300 catties!

"Wait, I'll see. Meng Yue didn't have time to answer, first saw some of the eyebrows that had been plucked out by Cheng Shuang, looked at them carefully for a moment, and couldn't help but praise, "Cheng's hands are so skillful, he plucked out the thick and thick ones, and only the short ones were left with light colors, Ah Rui, you see, is it what I said." ”

Jiang Ruijun looked at the bronze mirror for a moment, but didn't feel it, picked up the mercury mirror next to him and looked at it, so that he could see it clearly: "I don't know what kind of interest you have, Ameng, you prefer to use the bronze mirror, which shines on people like a mercury mirror." Tsk, my eyebrows can be so good-looking, and they are really clever in pairs. ”

"I still think it's nice to have thick eyebrows and big eyes. ”

"That's why you're funny, and you have a different perspective. ”

After plucking his eyebrows, Meng Yue took a closer look, and wiped the prepared bottles and cans on Jiang Ruijun's face. Because she doesn't usually like makeup, the makeup she needs to create is the bare makeup that Meng Yue is good at, after all, the era in which she lives is popular, and if she wants to change to other makeup, she is really choked, and the bare makeup is still good.

After Meng Yue finished painting, he took the mirror to look at his face, looked at Jiang Ruijun in the mirror, and then the two of them looked at the mercury mirror together: "Hey, I haven't lost my craft yet!"

Jiang Ruijun was touching his face: "How can you draw me so beautifully, and it's the same as if I didn't wear makeup?"

Meng Yue: "It's not difficult, you can learn to paint for ten or eight years." ”

Jiang Ruijun sighed and said regretfully: "Then I can only come back and invite Ah Meng when I need it." ”

Cheng Shuang said on the side: "I don't think it's difficult, I'll try it when I go back, if I can learn it, Miss Jiang will definitely be able to learn it." ”

"Chengshuang, you are so good, why don't you go with me, how much money will Ameng give you, I will give Shuang...... No, give three times. ”

Cheng Shuang said with a smile: "Miss can give it, Miss Jiang can't give it, I can read the picture books drawn by Miss in advance." ”

Meng Yue smiled after hearing this: "Look, my corner, with your martial arts, don't think you can dig it." ”

When sending Jiang Ruijun out, Meng Yue was a little worried, and repeatedly told Jiang Ruijun how to be in danger, don't care what murderer is or not, run away first. Jiang Ruijun raised his head and said proudly: "Our brothers can't beat me together, they don't let me, they really can't beat me, so if you really want to use force, what you have to worry about is definitely not me." ”

Miss Jiang went out confidently, and Chengshuang followed her as a girl, and when the time came, Chengshuang would be separated by Jiang Ruijun, and Jiang Ruijun would set up a heavy ambush with the officials of the Department of Justice and the officers and soldiers stationed in the local area, just waiting for the murderer to appear.

To tell the truth, Meng Yue was really a little worried that what she found was a fake clue, so after Jiang Ruijun went out, Meng Yue kept walking around the house, and he couldn't settle down in his heart. The big fish, the small fish and the shark seemed to know that something was going on at home, and even the sharks who were always hidden stayed in the house to accompany her.

Ah Yu was also waiting for him, because Wang Li gave him a special task - look at your mother, don't let her go out without permission, if she wants to go to the street, you will hug her legs and cry.

At this time, Ah Yan was seriously thinking about a question: if my mother was going to go out on the street, should I hold my left leg or my right leg.