Leng Youxue's heart was very conflicted, she wanted to struggle, but she was afraid that the makeup on her face would fall off and make her ugly, but if she didn't struggle, would she let Yan Qi despise herself? Where is the innocence?

Between gains and losses, I felt that Yan Qi's fingertips had a warm temperature, gently rubbing the skin on his chin, it seemed to be very comfortable, and his fingertips seemed to have magic, and his cheeks were hot to touch, as if they were on fire.

"Alright."

Yan Qi dropped the eyeliner, straightened his waist, pointed to the mirror and said, "Look again, has there been any change?" ”

Leng Youxue looked at herself in the mirror, her face full of joy and shock.

The eyes in the mirror are so beautiful, with a shallow black line outlined along the eyeline, like a playful fishtail swinging, bright and shining between the blinks, like the bright moon in the sky.

Leng Youxue laughed happily, completely forgetting the embarrassment of being touched by Yan Qi just now, and looked left and right in the mirror.

In her life, she has never been so beautiful.

Yan Qi looked at the cold snow in the mirror, and also felt that she was so beautiful now, in addition to her own heroic spirit, she also had three points more charming and moist, like a ripe peach, tempting to pick.

"Your mouth is small and thin, if you outline the lip line, it must be more beautiful, and the fat powder is uneven, like white flour. However, you don't care about this, you are a head catcher, you like to fight and kill and catch bad guys, how can you like these things that are long in love with children. ”

"Who says I don't like it?"

Leng Youxue tilted her head and glanced at Yan Qi slantedly: "You draw a lip line for me, and the fat powder will be re-typed for me." ”

Yan Qi shouted: "Why? I'm tired and want to sleep. ”

Leng Youxue didn't speak, and flicked the sword casually.

The sword trembled slightly, and the sound of a dragon's groan.

Yan Qi smiled: "That...... It's been a long night, and I'm bored, so I'll just draw a few strokes for you, and I declare it in advance, I'...... I'm not afraid of you. ”

This aunt is going crazy, I can't afford to offend.

Yan Qi first wiped off the thick layer of white ash on Leng Youxue's face with wet wipes, pinched the puff, and gave Leng Youxue foundation.

Yan Qi painted the most trendy Korean makeup, which looks light, without traces, and is more in line with aesthetics.

At this time, the lipsticks are loose powder and need to be applied with fingertips.

Yan Qi dipped some lipstick and gently touched Leng Youxue's lips.

Her lips are as soft as cotton, warm as water, and they feel excellent to the touch, like touching a piece of extremely beautiful jade, and I can't put it down.

"He touched my lips, what can I do? I'm going to have to fight. ”

Leng Youxue subconsciously tensed her body, but when she thought about it, it seemed that she wanted Yan Qi to apply lipstick, and it was inevitable to touch her lips.

"Hey, I've touched it, and I've gotten out of the head, so I'll think it's a ghost."

Leng Youxue's lips were very sensitive, Yan Qi's fingertips crossed the red lips, like a dragonfly dotting water, gentle and graceful, and a strange numbness rose on the lips and spread to his heart.

Yan Qi was very close, and a pair of clear and deep eyes under his thick eyebrows bloomed with extraordinary brilliance in the blink of an eyeblink.

It's the first time I've seen such a focused look.

At this time, a bright moon hung in the sky, and the moonlight lingered through the window, just shining on Yan Qi's body, and the silver gray was draped, which was even more free and easy, and the angular face also added extra charm.

Leng Youxue looked at Yan Qi without blinking, a little distracted for a while, and her mind was full of thoughts.

"Yan Qi's thrush skills are exquisite, presumably because he often puts makeup on his sweetheart. However, in this era of male superiority and inferiority, men dominate everything, and women are just vassals and vases, what man is willing to be so intimate for women thrushes? ”

"Yan Qi, what kind of person is he? The hooligan disregards the shame, but he is gentle but lingering like water, seemingly flamboyant and domineering, but delicate as hair, I really don't understand him! ”

While she was thinking wildly, Yan Qi's fingertips left her lips, and the feeling of itching disappeared suddenly, and Leng Youxue was slightly disappointed.

But looking at herself in the mirror, her beautiful eyes are picturesque, her red lips are shallow, her face is delicate, and her eyebrows are like flying flowers.

Yan Qi laughed: "I'm so magical, I let the ugly duckling fade into a beautiful white swan." ”

"You're the ugly duckling."

Leng Youxue glanced at Yan Qi fiercely and kept looking at the mirror.

Although she knew that she was beautiful and outstanding, she never found that she was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was captivating the country and the city.

Yan Qi's beauty under the lamp was very eye-catching, and for a while, he was full of poetry, walked to the table, and wrote something with a pen.

Leng Youxue looked at the mirror for a while, and thought shyly in her heart that if her future husband could paint her thrush for herself every day, talk to her heart under the moon, and apply yellow to the mirror, then she would be satisfied.

She picked up her eyebrow pencil and scribbled two lines of poetry on the paper.

The two put down their pens, looked at each other, and asked in unison, "What are you writing?" ”

After speaking, both of them were stunned.

Yan Qi casually rolled the paper into a ball, threw it into the paper basket, and said haha: "Writing and playing, just practicing calligraphy." Leng Da Catcher, what are you writing, show me. ”

"No, you can't read it, I didn't write anything."

Leng Youxue's cheeks were delicately red, and she threw the piece of paper along the window in a panic: "I'm just practicing calligraphy." ”

Both of them were thinking: what did he or she write, and why didn't he let me read it? There is definitely something undestructive. ”

The four looked at each other, and there was nothing to say for a while.

Yan Qi's eyes rolled: "That...... I have an urgent need to urinate, so it's convenient to go down. ”

He turned around and ran out.

Watching Yan Qi go out, Leng Youxue's waist flashed, and she flew to the side of the paper basket, and with a clip of her fingertips, she took out the paper ball that Yan Qi threw away, and opened it to take a look.

It reads: Zhen Shou and Mei Mei, clever smile, beautiful eyes.

Leng Youxue curled her red lips: "Okay, this villain keeps saying that I am ugly and dislikes me, but he sees me as a goddess in his heart, and he also writes a love poem: clever smile, beautiful eyes!" Hee-hee, am I that beautiful? I'm a little shy! ”

Yan Qi also sneaked outside by urinating, and by the afterglow of the moonlight, he found the note that Leng Youxue threw away.

When I opened it, there was a line of small characters written on it.

"Makeup asked the husband in a low voice, the thrush is not deep and shallow."

Yan Qi laughed proudly: "This little girl, she still wants to find a husband who paints thrushes for her, who else in this world can thrush for her besides me?" ”

Leng Youxue heard Yan Qi's smug laughter, and for some reason, she walked to the window to take a look.

Yan Qi saw a figure flashing in front of the window, and also looked up.

However, when the two looked at each other and saw the paper ball in each other's hands, they couldn't help but be stunned, not knowing what to say, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.