"Here, done."

Ye Jiu handed the white porcelain rouge box in his hand to Xiao Xiangyi.

Xiao Xiangyi took the lipstick, glanced at it, and said in surprise: "Huh? It turned out to be the color of bean paste! ”

Ye Jiu nodded, and took the lipstick in Xiao Xiangyi's hand: "It looks good, I don't know how the effect is." ”

Beigong Matsuri also took a closer look.

"What color is the color of the bean paste? This one is red. ”

The corner of Xiao Xiangyi's mouth twitched.

After the identification, it is a straight man.

Ye Jiu picked up the lip brush on the table.

"Hand out."

Beigong Priest obediently stretched out his hand.

Ye Jiu drew a line on his wrist: "Your clothes are also red, you compare." ”

Beigong Sai glanced at the lipstick on his wrist, and then at his clothes.

It seems to be a little different, and my clothes are darker red.

Yejiu explained: "In this world, there are many kinds of colors, and the same color is classified from light to dark. ”

Then, she got up and walked in front of Xiao Xiangyi: "Don't move, I'll try your color." ”

Xiao Xiangyi was very straightforward: "Okay, you try." ”

But she forgot that this was a dynasty of women, and that women's makeup was the same as that of men.

Xiao Xiangyi was honored to receive the strange eyes from the Beigong Festival.

Originally, she didn't react yet, but as she drew it, she remembered it.

She was silent for a second.

Holy!

I forgot that this is the Honorable Woman.

Sensing that it was sweeping his gaze from time to time, Xiao Xiangyi burst into tears in his heart.

Big brother!

I don't have quirks!

Don't look at me like that, hey!! Got me panicked.

- I'm panicking right now.

Soon, Yejiu put on her lip gloss.

She took the grease and stepped back, scrutinizing it.

"It's very good, the bean paste-colored lip makeup is really gentle."

Xiao Xiangyi tugged at the corners of his lips stiffly and laughed dryly.

"Heh... Heh..."

If it had been before, he would have been so excited that he screamed, but thinking of this weird world, Xiao Xiangyi couldn't be happy.

Oh, my God!

The world is really not kind to her.

Beigong Xi pulled Ye Jiu's sleeve, and a demonic face was full of grievances: "Why didn't my wife paint me?" Is it because you dislike me for not being good-looking? ”

Those eyes, the bright dementor almost dare not make people look at each other, the flawless face, the lazy and demonic appearance, the slight hook of the eyebrows, can make your heart beat faster, and you can't wait to rush straight to it

Ye Jiu's heart jumped.

She cursed.

- Demons!

Ye Jiu looked at Beigong Sacrifice seriously: "You are already very beautiful, you don't need to use rouge gouache as a decoration." ”

She was telling the truth.

This demon is already peerless and masculine, which is very in line with her aesthetics, which is already rare in this world of women.

When Beigong Priest heard this, a pair of phoenix eyes lit up instantly, scorching with glow.

"What the wife said is true?"

Ye Jiu nodded sincerely and affirmatively.