Without giving Feng Hua time to refuse, Qiushui pressed her to sit on the bench in front of the dresser, and took out a seemingly expensive rouge from his arms. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After opening it, it was necessary to apply it to Feng Hua's face.

"Wait, this isn't my rouge." Stretching out his hand to block the rouge stretched out by Qiushui, Feng Hua's eyes flashed slightly.

In addition to the faint smell of fat powder in this rouge, there is another fragrance that she doesn't know, the fragrance is very light, but her sense of smell has been very sensitive since childhood.

Although he didn't know what kind of incense it was, Feng Hua was sure that it was not a good thing, it was either poison or a powder like itchy powder.

"The eldest lady doesn't know, this is the rouge that the lady specially instructed the slave maid to buy from the incense shop, saying that it was used to apologize to you." Qiushui deliberately accentuated the tone of the three words of Ningxiangfang.

As far as she knows, this eldest lady used to like heavy makeup, and her favorite was the rouge of Ningxiangfang. As long as she brought back the fat powder from there, she would treat it as a treasure.

Qiushui thought that as long as the word Ningxiangfang was mentioned, Feng Hua would definitely not refuse to use it again.

It's a pity that this time is different from the past, and Fenghua is no longer the original Fenghua.

"Oh? Is it? Aunt Liu is really thoughtful, but she prefers nature to Miss Moben with heavy makeup, and I believe that grandma will not blame me. Feng Hua pushed the rouge away from Qiu Shui's hand, and unknowingly stained some powder with his hand.

"But......" Qiushui's eyes flashed with surprise, and he wanted to continue the movements in his hands. But he was frightened by Feng Hua's cold eyes and froze in place, not daring to make any more moves.

It wasn't until Feng Hua got up and walked to the closet that he came back to his senses.

Qiushui, who came back to his senses, only felt as if he had walked away from the ghost gate.

Feng Hua's eyes looking at her just now were too cold, and her deep pupils seemed to have insight into everything she was thinking.

Such a big lady makes her have to be vigilant.

Feng Hua stood in front of the closet, just tangled.

To meet the grandmother who has loved her since she was a child, she naturally has to dress decently. But these colorful silk satins in front of her are really not her cup of tea.

"Miss, I remember that you have a wide-sleeved flowing fairy skirt, which is simple and general, and it is perfect to wear it to greet the old lady." Wan'er reminded appropriately.

Since the young lady returned from the catastrophe, not only has her personality changed, but her dressing style and dress have also changed dramatically.

However, after a few months of getting along, she has long figured out her young lady's style.

really

I saw Feng Hua's eyes light up, and he agreed with Wan'er's statement: "It's still my Wan'er girl who wins my heart." ”

What she hates the most is those complicated dresses, not to mention that they are not easy to wear, and it is not convenient to move, which makes her an active new human how to accept.

"Miss wait, Wan'er will go and find it for you." Wan'er is blessed, and she has to go to the closet to rummage through the cabinets.

The autumn water a few meters away from Fenghua flashed and stepped forward: "Miss, let me come." I am here to make amends to the eldest lady on behalf of my wife, so naturally I am here to serve you. ”

directly pushed Wan'er away, who was about to step forward, and leaned over to rummage through Fenghua's closet.

Wan'er was pushed to the ground and stumbled, and the dissatisfaction she had endured for a long time was about to erupt, but she was stopped by Feng Hua's eyes again.

I had to vent all my anger on her pitiful sleeves.