"Green ......"

Cheng Yangyang held a box of something in his hand, and looked at Cheng Qingqing with a thief, as if she was going to kidnap the child in the next second.

"Sister, do you have something to say?"

Cheng Qingqing, who is usually very arrogant, felt that her sister was different today, and when she said this, she subconsciously hid behind Li Yuanan, and her little heart really couldn't bear it for a while.

"Qingqing, what are you afraid of!" Cheng Yangyang crossed his waist and looked at her with confidence, "I'm your sister, and I won't hurt you!"

"What is that bottle in your hand, Sister, poison?"

"......" What was the little girl thinking, "This is the lipstick I made, Qingqing, come over and I'll try it for you!"

When she had canned the honey that day, and there was nothing left of the honeycomb, she took the honeycomb and boiled it, and when it had cooled to get the beeswax, she took the only roses left in the field and made some lipstick.

Cheng Yangyang tried it for herself, but the clarity of the bronze mirror in this era affected her self-aesthetics too much, and she couldn't tell if the color was correct at all, so she wanted to ask Cheng Qingqing to help her try it.

"Sister, you said before that Qingqing is still young, so you can't apply grease and powder!" Cheng Qingqing really didn't worry about this thing she made, because she saw that she had lost a lot of failures.

"I said it, but you can wipe it off after you finish painting, and you can just don't go out", Cheng Yangyang opened the flat jar, took a homemade cotton swab, and made a gesture to coat her.

"Sister!" Cheng Qingqing dodged, she looked frightened, she couldn't forget the blood-colored failure, she didn't want it!

"Brother Xiao An, I don't know if I have a question, you accompany me to ask Mr!" Cheng Qingqing took the book casually and ran out of the door as if he was fleeing with Li Yuanan.

"Hey, hey!" Cheng Yangyang tried to call her to stop, but she didn't expect the two little ghosts to be so fast, and they ran away!

It's a pity that she couldn't find something she could try out when she tried it out.

Cheng Yangyang turned back depressedly, and when she wanted to put it away and go upstairs, she saw Nanfeng sitting on the sofa, and she had an idea!

Nanfeng's skin is also white, and the effect of applying it to his face is similar to that of applying it to her own face, which is better than her going down the mountain and grabbing a dark-skinned villager to help her try it!

Cheng Yangyang gently moved her steps to the side of Nan Fengfang, she grabbed his hand and put it next to his face to compare it, and then compared his hand with her own.

The color difference is not big, it should be about the same!

"Miss Yangyang, what are you doing?"

Nanfeng didn't know when he bought a pair of Go, and he was playing chess with himself, so he was inexplicably moved by Cheng Yangyang.

"Hey, hey!" Cheng Yangyang showed a flattering smile, she squatted next to Nanfeng's knee, put the jar in her hand on his knee, looked up at him, and said pretentiously: "Lord Wang, can I ask you for a favor?

Nanfeng rubbed the warm chess pieces in his hand, looking at her and the bottle in her hand, he had seen that thing, it was rouge gouache and something like that she made, he shook his head with a smile, and said softly but ruthlessly: "Don't!"

"Ah...... Brother Want!" Hearing him say no, Cheng Yangyang immediately pouted and turned on the coquettish mode, "You just help others, people are doing very hard!"

"Speak normally!" The corners of Nanfeng's mouth twitched, although she called him Brother Yan to make him very useful, but the latter paragraph was still waived, it was too fake!

"This is something for women, you let this king help you try, what kind of system!"

"Ouch, if you don't help me, no one can help me, I've done everything, you just let me scribble!" Cheng Yangyang returned to his usual appearance and said to him with a smile.

"Why don't you try it yourself?"

"I tried, but I couldn't see the effect clearly in the bronze mirror", Cheng Yangyang looked depressed, "Besides, didn't you say that I asked me to ask you for help!"

"......" He said that, yes, but he was really embarrassed by this kind of thing.

"Don't worry, I'll put it on and see how it works, and I'll wipe it off for you when I'm done!" she held up two fingers and assured him, "Okay?"

Nanfeng looked down at her, she squatted on the ground and assured him, and he really couldn't refuse her expectant eyes, so he had to nod and agree.

"Don't tell anyone about this!" he threatened her.

"I promise, God knows about this, you know it, I know!" Cheng Yangyang said excitedly.

She stepped forward and slapped the chess pieces off his hand, made him sit down on the couch, and turned slightly sideways to face her.

"Raise your head slightly", Cheng Yangyang held his chin to make him raise his head, she looked at the skin on his face carefully, "Your face is a little dry, why don't you help me try my mask by the way?"

She took the opportunity to sell more of herself, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Nanfeng, "You don't have to make an inch!"

"Okay, good!" Cheng Yangyang was afraid that he wouldn't help her try it out in a fit of anger, she could try the mask by herself, but the lipstick really didn't work, "If you don't try it, we'll just try the lipstick!"

"It's a pretty mouth!" she finally had a chance to study his lips carefully, not thin or thick, well-defined, and the corners of the mouth were very thin, suitable for a wicked and wild smile.

Hearing her ridicule his facial features, although it was a good word, Nan Fengyan couldn't help but get up and wanted to leave, but just as he was about to get up, he was held down by Cheng Yangyang.

"I was wrong!" she was so excited that she wanted to make a joke.

Cheng Yangyang held his chin, dipped some lipstick on his lips with his ring finger, and applied it to him very seriously and evenly, "You take a sip." ”

"Huh?" Nanfeng didn't understand.

"That's it", Cheng Yangyang demonstrated to him the action of pursing his lips.

Nanfeng learned her movements, sipped a few times unfamiliarly, and pulled the lipstick out of his lips, Cheng Yangyang helped him carefully wipe it with his hand, and then made up a few light-colored places, and then used a cotton swab to help him get the outline out.

"That's it!"

She looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction and nodded, the color was really good, not too red, not too light.

"You can kiss the back of your hand yourself and you can see the effect", she suggested to him, though I don't know if he wants to see it.

Of course he wants to see it! He has suffered this kind of "grievance" for no reason, and he is sorry for himself if he doesn't look at it, but he won't use the back of his hand!

Nanfeng suddenly took her hand, lowered his head and dropped a kiss on the back of her hand, let go, and looked at it carefully.

"Well, that's good!" he nodded, satisfied.

"You!" Cheng Yangyang didn't expect him to kiss her suddenly, her face immediately turned red, she slammed her hand back from him, turned around and ran away.

Nanfeng laughed at her back as she ran away, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped the things on his mouth himself.