Regarding Chu Jingfeng's deathly behavior, Meng Wei could only remind again: "Then, that Chu Gongzi, you have to pay attention to it"

"Come on, don't underestimate me, I also know how to do some kung fu."

After the words fell, Chu Jingfeng bent his body slightly, some distance away from the burning alcohol, and then carefully blew lightly.

Almost instantly, as the air flow came into contact with the burning alcohol, the flame, which was originally less than the size of a fist, rushed towards Chu Jingfeng's face.

The temperature of the outer flame of the alcohol is not high, but Rao is like this, Chu Jingfeng was still stunned, and instantly jumped back to avoid the flames, and patted his chest with palpitations: "This, this is also terrible." ”

Obviously, such a small ball of flames became so terrifying just because he blew such a breath, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, I'm afraid he wouldn't have believed it at all.

Seeing that Chu Jingfeng was fine, Meng Wei's tense nerves relaxed.

She just thought that if Chu Jingfeng was burned by the fire, she would be the first to rush up to put out the fire, God knows that she kept pinching the corner of the tablecloth with both hands, thinking that it was okay to use the tablecloth to fight the fire, but it was just a false alarm.

I just thought so, but I didn't want to make Meng Wei's body freeze in place when she saw Chu Jingfeng's face, and her tone trembled: "Chu, Chu Gongzi, your eyebrows seem to have been burned off"

Chu Jingfeng patted his hand on his chest and paused, glanced at Meng Wei and Ye Zichuan in disbelief, trembled and touched his beauty, the feeling under his hand seemed to be different from before, and he was about to ask someone to bring the mirror, when he saw Meng Wei take out a small bronze mirror from his purse and hand it over.

If it was in the past, he might have teased Meng Wei for knowing that Aimei was wearing a bronze mirror with her at a young age, but now, in front of the matter of 'breaking the phase', other things seem so insignificant.

Chu Jingfeng snatched the bronze mirror, leaned his head to the left and shined again, and when he removed the bronze mirror, he couldn't help but have a bitter face: "Am I going to disappear because of this?" Wouldn't those who had a crush on me be heartbroken if they knew? What a jealous talent."

"Poof," Meng Wei, who wanted to comfort him a few words, was suddenly amused by his words, and looked at Chu Jingfeng with a slight anger, barely stopping his laughter, "Young Master Chu, in fact, you don't have to worry, even if you don't have a corner of your eyebrows burned, you are not the first beautiful man in Dalan." ”

Although Meng Wei hadn't seen many people of the opposite sex, she was completely superior to Chu Feng in terms of the appearance of Ye Zichuan and the Four Princes.

"What do you know? Zichuan is your master, you naturally help him, but what about my eyebrows, don't women often draw their eyebrows? Go get me one, or I'll not even dare go out." ”

Meng Wei leaned over, flicked her hand at the bottom of the groove, and then put a small piece of copper attached to the bottom on the top of the groove containing alcohol, and after a while, the fire was extinguished.

asked the maid to remove the things on the table together, and Meng Wei went to look for the eyebrow pencil.

If you want to talk about eyebrow pencils, except for Mrs. Hou, Meng Wei has not seen much makeup from others.

Of course, a big reason is that she often deals with those people in the kitchen, and there is no range hood in the kitchen, the oil smoke is constant, and it is easy to spend makeup, and Aunt Lin and they are all elderly people, so naturally there are no noble ladies who care about their appearance.

Meng Wei asked around, there was no such thing as an eyebrow pencil, but Mrs. Protector definitely had it, but the problem was that Mrs. Protector was not there, so she naturally couldn't take it indiscriminately.

As for the young and beautiful little girl in the house, Meng Wei's first thought was Yu Die, but she and Yu Die have never dealt with each other, even if Yu Die can't help but sell Chu Jingfeng's face, but Meng Wei is not the kind of person who will whisper and beg for help.

He wouldn't give Yudie a chance to brush her face last time, so after thinking about it, Meng Wei really thought of a way.

Chu Jingfeng was in a hurry, and after waiting for a while, he didn't see Meng Wei come back, and was about to urge a little maid to see if Meng Wei was here, but he saw that Meng Wei had already returned

"Xiao Weiwei, you came just in time, hurry up and put that eyebrow pen and so on, what are you holding in your hand? What about pens? ”

"This is what the slave maid found to draw the eyebrows of Chu Gongzi," Meng Wei glanced at the charcoal in her hand, and put the charcoal on the table with a smile, "Chu Gongzi, the main thing is that no one in the kitchen has a pen, and the pen is too thin, the slave and maid feel that it is not commensurate with your heroic black eyebrows, so I chose this, anyway, it is all black."

Chu Jingfeng glanced at the charcoal, to be honest, he didn't know what the difference between this charcoal and the eyebrow pencil was, and thought about his mother's eyebrows carefully, as if women like to trim their eyebrows into willow eyebrows, just such thin eyebrows have to be traced left and right, which does not match his heroic eyebrow temperament.

So, Chu Jingfeng, who came back to his senses, decisively picked up the charcoal, held the bronze mirror in his other hand, and gestured left and right on his eyebrows, and then carefully drew it.

"Oops, I accidentally shook my hand, why did my eyebrows tremble?"

Meng Wei looked at the tail of the eyebrows with a little waves, and almost laughed, but fortunately, because of the lessons of the previous car, she held back in time, let the little maid go down to fetch a basin of water, and comforted: "It's okay, once you are born and twice cooked, you can redraw your eyebrows after washing." ”

Chu Jingfeng: Something seems to be wrong?

Chu Jingfeng's eyebrows were actually not seriously burned, but about one-third of the left eyebrow was burned off.

After washing his face, it took a while to remove the traces of the eyebrows that had just been drawn, and Meng Wei handed over a knife in a timely manner: "Young Master Chu, you should fix your eyebrows first, and shave the burnt black curly eyebrows before painting." ”

When the words fell, without exception, I heard Chu Jingfeng's regretful narcissism, and in the end, in desperation, Ye Zichuan asked someone who could trim his eyebrows and draw his eyebrows, which made up Chu Jingfeng's eyebrows.

With eyebrows, Chu Jingfeng was happy in front of the bronze mirror for a while, and then forgot about the loss of his eyebrows.

Glancing at the faintly dark sky outside, Chu Jingfeng beckoned, causing the surrounding little maids to retreat, except for Ye Zichuan and him, only Meng Wei and Fang Yuan were left, and Chu Jingfeng didn't even take a small servant with him.

When the people left, Chu Jingfeng smiled evilly: "Zichuan, it's better to hit the day this day, I heard that tonight the girl who is full of love is going to play the piano herself, instead of letting you see the painting and thinking about people, reading the brochure is not too enjoyable, it is better to see and see the real guns." ”

The more Ye Zichuan listened, the darker his face became, especially when he heard him say the booklet, and was about to refuse, when he caught a glimpse of Meng Wei's eyes shining, as if he had something to say, he couldn't help but look at her in surprise: "What do you have to say?" ”

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