Chapter Seventy-Five: Foundation

Anyway, she has also traveled for a while, and An Li has learned the style of combing her hair with Xinghua a few times, otherwise she really can't control the grate of combing her hair. An Li pulled a loose bun on the top of his head in front of the bronze mirror, and the rest of his hair was scattered and hung down on his shoulders.

Laicai simply watched her tinker with nothing to do, and secretly said in his heart, it is really people who rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Looking at An Li's dress like this, where do you still think of a peasant girl from a village, she is clearly a young lady from a big family!

After An Li cleaned his face, he looked at the bottles and cans on the table, and he really didn't know how to start, but this was not difficult for her, because in modern times, An Li's sister is a senior makeup artist who often puts on makeup for models and actors, and An Li is not a little stealing teachers.

According to the order of modern makeup, she first touched some cream on her face, and then it should be foundation, An Li looked at the things on the table and silently thought about the foundation in her heart, what if the foundation was not in ancient times? An Li clearly remembers that once she attended a relative's wedding banquet with her sister, the bride was so excited that she cried her makeup, but when she wanted to touch up her makeup, she found that there was no foundation in the makeup box.

Then let's do it yourself, An Li tried hard to recall how her sister made foundation at that time, as if she was using dry powder and moisturizer. An Li picked out the incense powder and cream from the table, looked around, took a teacup from the tea tray, put some cream in it with his hand, poured some incense powder, and then kept stirring.

Laicai looked at An Li's actions and only thought that she was just a peasant girl who had used this rouge gouache, so he said: "That's not right, just apply these things directly to your face."

"Okay, I know, don't talk about it" An Li was worried that she couldn't do the foundation, but Laicai came to make trouble for her, she said annoyingly.

Laicai saw that An Li was unhappy, so he stopped standing aside and continued to watch.

My sister seemed to have put mineral water, An Li picked up the teapot and put some water in the teacup, and stirred it a few times, looking at the slimy ball in the teacup, An Li frowned and thought, why is it still not like foundation? By the way, An Li finally remembered that his sister asked the waiter to go to the kitchen to ask for some vegetable oil. An Li just wanted to ask Laicai to get some vegetable oil, and suddenly saw a bottle of osmanthus oil for combing hair on the table. Well, it's so good, if you rub it on your face, the taste of osmanthus is much better than that of vegetable oil. So An Li picked up the osmanthus oil and poured it into the teacup.

When Laicai looked at An Li pouring water, he wanted to say that these things were really not used like that, but he was afraid that An Li would be unhappy, so he swallowed the words back when they came to his mouth. This son saw that An Li actually mixed the osmanthus oil used to comb his hair with the things used to paint his face, and he couldn't help but say, "That's for combing hair." ”

An Li saw that the things in the teacup were becoming more and more like foundation, so he wanted to see how he reacted after putting on makeup, so An Li put down the teacup and said, "You can go out"

Laicai thought that An Li was annoyed and angry by what he said, and muttered in his mouth: "Kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs" but he thought in his heart, what a soil bun, a peasant girl is a peasant girl, even if she is appreciated by the master, it is useless, she can't even use a piece of incense powder, and she wasted two taels of silver to buy these things for her.

After An Li looked at the money and went out, he first used a puff to dip the foundation on his face evenly, and then blackened his eyebrows with powder, An Li looked at the brush stand on the desk with a lot of thick and thin brushes, this frame is only used by large households, too thick or too thin pens are generally not very useful, and the brushes that are commonly used are directly placed on the inkstone or hung separately on the pen holder. Seeing that the brush had never been used, An Li was satisfied with picking up the thickest and the thinnest.

An Li took two brushes of general thickness, clamped the eyelashes with the barrel of the pen, and then closed his eyes and turned them upwards vigorously, and after letting go, An Li winked at himself in the bronze mirror to look at the effect. Well, it's not as effective as a lash curler, but it's not bad.

After curling the eyelashes, Anli moistened the fine brush in water, dipped the powder and drew a circle of eyeliner along the connection between the eyelashes and the eyes, gently brushed the face with a thick brush of fragrance powder, and used the index finger to apply the rouge on the back of the hand to the eyes and face, and then applied blush and lipstick. In the end, he also ingeniously drew a lotus flower on his forehead with rouge.

An Li glanced at the bead flower on the table, only picked a pale pink flower and inserted it in the mirror in the bun, looked at himself in the mirror and showed a smile with satisfaction, he in the mirror is even An Li feels that there is a difference of 108,000 miles between the pear blossom, who would know that An Li is actually a peasant girl walking on the street?

An Li put away the things on the table, then walked to the door and called, "Come on, come in"

Laicai listened to An Li's tone so peacefully, and thought that she would not use these things that only rich and noble people had after all, and now that he was called, he probably still had to ask him for advice. Laicai was about to go in and explain to An Li in detail the purpose of this rouge gouache, but he didn't expect to see An Li standing in front of him as soon as he entered the room, he was stunned for a moment, Laicai raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously and said, "Is it really Miss An?" It can't be a little fairy coming down from the sky, right? ”

"Come to Cai, do you still recognize me?" An Li pulled his skirt with his hands proudly and turned around in front of Laicai's eyes.

"I can't recognize it, I can't recognize it, I really can't recognize it" Laicai not only praised him with a sigh of relief, but also pulled An Li in front of Jiechen and Fuhu very exaggeratedly and said: "Master Jiechen, Master Fuhu, look at it, where can you still see the shadow of Miss An, this is the lady in the palace, I am afraid that it is not comparable, this is amazing."

Fu Hu heard that Lai Cai pulled An Li over, and opened his eyes to see: An Li was wearing a light blue shirt embroidered with silver thread, covered with light pink cloud yarn, black and thick hair was tied in a simple bun at the top of the hair, and on his forehead was a red lotus flower, which was really like a fairy in the painting, and then he looked at the face was as bright as jade, without a trace of flaws, his eyebrows were slender and picturesque, his eyes were flashing like stars, his slightly curled eyelashes were looking at him in a blink, and he had a thin cherry red mouth under the bridge of his upright nose. The corners of his mouth were curved like crescent moons, and An Li asked with a smile on his face, "Monk, can you still recognize me?" ”

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