In order to give Murong Ci imitation makeup.

Jiang Xiaoxiao waited until Shen Shi and Jiang Wu went out to learn martial arts.

She followed Murong Ci into the low house, she poured all the cosmetics she needed into a very ordinary wooden box, and then said to Murong Ci: "Sixth brother, when it's over to ensure perfect disguise, you lie down first, and you can't open your eyes during this period." ”

Otherwise, when Murong Ci saw her strange bottles and cans, he would definitely ask.

Changing his face is naturally difficult to open his eyes, so Murong Ci did not suspect it, he closed his clothes and lay down.

At this time, Murong Ci's face had been cleaned, revealing his true face, and when he closed his eyes, he was less cold, but a little more gentle.

From Jiang Xiaoxiao's angle, the eyelashes hanging down are like small fans, and the arc formed from the forehead to the bridge of the nose and the jaw is like a stretching mountain range.

Even if it wasn't the first time to see Murong Ci's true face, looking at his face quietly like this, Jiang Xiaoxiao was still a little distracted.

She took a deep breath and reminded, "Sixth brother, I'll start." ”

She first slapped Murong Ci in the face.

The gentle touch gently patted on his face, and Murong Ci, who was lying on the bed, did not feel uncomfortable, but Jiang Xiaoxiao sat beside him, and it was rare for him to calm down.

escaped from the northern capital, all the way to this point, every night, Murong Ci would be awakened by a nightmare, and the fear spread to his limbs.

To be precise, Murong Ci hadn't slept a few good nights.

Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was putting on Murong Ci's makeup with her heart, moved very lightly, for fear that if the force was not right, it would make Murong Ci unhappy, and she had already begun to retouch her face.

"Sixth brother, what are you going to look like?"

There was no response from under his hand.

She raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the sound of subtle, even breathing.

He... It seems to be asleep.

It's okay, if she falls asleep, then she will play freely.

This is Jiang Xiaoxiao's first imitation of makeup for others, but it doesn't matter if he looks like it or not, as long as he can cover his original appearance.

Jiang Xiaoxiao now looks like Wu Yifan's face.

It took an hour, and it was almost the same, and it was almost time to open your eyes and make simple adjustments.

Taking advantage of Murong Ci's sleep, she first received all the cosmetics into the small wooden box that she had summoned, and then took a clean strip of cloth, ready to use it for a while to adjust the decoration.

When everything was ready, she possessed him, gently pushed his arm, and then lowered her voice: "Wake up." ”

Just touched his arm, and in the next second, Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't have time to react, only felt that his body was slammed on the bed, and it was extremely difficult to breathe in his neck.

She was choked by Murong Ci's backhand and fell on his bed, and Murong Ci was above her, and that face was already six points similar to Wu Yifan.

It's just that at this time, there is a fierce killing intent in her eyes, as if she can pinch her neck in the next second.

Jiang Xiaoxiao's pinched tears were about to come out, and she struggled to pat Murong Ci's arm, "Ahem...... Six...... Elder brother...... It's me...... Ginger... Little ......"

This hasn't advanced the plot yet, and she's going to die?

And just now Jiang Xiaoxiao was very sure that Murong Ci really wanted to strangle her.

Murong Ci glanced at the surrounding environment, then let go of his hand, and hurriedly scooped up Jiang Xiaoxiao: "I'm sorry, I fell asleep just now?" ”

Jiang Xiaoxiao's neck has been pinched red, she breathes heavily, it's good to be alive.

She secretly glared at Murong Ci several times, didn't she know if he was asleep or not?

What nonsense to ask!

secretly cursed Murong Ci one hundred and eighty times, didn't answer his topic, and didn't bother to retouch his makeup, anyway, he couldn't see his previous appearance.

However, Jiang Xiaoxiao still has to sigh, Murong Ci's original face is really outstanding, better than those stars on TV.

She said: "It's all right, there is no bronze mirror at home, you can take a look from the water." ”

Murong Ci's face was still cold, he had just fallen asleep, without any vigilance, and fell asleep like this.

His brows furrowed almost invisibly, and he glanced at Jiang Xiaoxiao again, only when he saw the red mark on her neck, his face softened a little: "Does it hurt?" ”

Jiang Xiaoxiao unconsciously rubbed his neck: "It doesn't hurt, it's okay, you can look at your face first." ”

There was a basin of water in the house, and Jiang Xiaoxiao motioned for Murong Ci to take a look.

She followed behind Murong Ci and admired her masterpiece.

When he saw the face reflected in the water, Murong was stunned for a few seconds, it was really an unfamiliar face.

"Xiaoxiao, you're amazing." Murong Ci couldn't help but praise: "However, this face is still a bit conspicuous, and it is best to put it in the crowd without eye-catching faces." ”

"That's ugly, I know, today is to try your hand, you think it's okay, when you go to Gufu, I'll give you a new disguise."

Ugliness is not a little bit simpler than imitation makeup.

Today's show is just to prove her ability to Murong Ci, and after being recognized, Jiang Xiaoxiao asked Murong Ci to sit on the bed, and she stood in front of him, holding a strip of cloth, and cleaning him.

Murong Ci hadn't closed his eyes yet, he looked at the little person in front of him, smelling the faint fragrance coming from her, but he didn't think of the scene just now in his mind.

The way she looked when she was pressed on her body.

"Close your eyes." Jiang reminded a little.

Murong Ci, who was already in a state of mind, hurriedly closed his eyes, but Jiang Xiaoxiao's soft fingers gently roamed on his cheeks, making him unable to calm down.

He raised his hand to grab the strip of cloth, but inadvertently grabbed Jiang Xiaoxiao's hand, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, as if he had touched something, and his voice was low: "I'll do it myself." ”

"No, you can't get it clean, you just close your eyes." Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was seriously removing her makeup, didn't notice the strangeness of the young man in front of her.

On the other end of the strip of cloth is the makeup remover she has made in advance, so the makeup removal is also neat.

"The system prompts, the protagonist's coolness value is +10"

Jiang Xiaoxiao, who inexplicably heard the system prompt for extra points, was about to blow up his head.

What the hell is this coolness value!

How is it always an inexplicable plus!

She questioned the system with her consciousness: "Can you answer the question, what is the coolness value?" ”

"Coolness value: This article implements the coolness route, so the coolness value of the protagonist is also very important. Tips: The design is cool to promote the plot, and it can also increase the health of the characters~"

Cool text route?

Wouldn't that be a slap in the face, and it would be very cool to counterattack.

But why did you add the coolness value just now?

Just because she can give him a disguise, he can successfully go to Gu Mansion and successfully get the cool point of the male protagonist, so it will increase?

Forget it, anyway, the more the merrier, and her other goal now is to save up 5000 health, so that she has one more chance to survive.

After she finished removing Murong Ci's makeup, she took a step back, and looked at Murong Ci's already opened eyes, her heart stagnated, and in her elegant and misty eyes, she released a charming look, just after clearing her face, her slightly pale skin, with a bit of sickness, Jiang Xiaoxiao had a terrible thought in her heart: I really wanted to make him cry.

Realizing the terrible nature of this thought, she staggered back, if Murong Ci knew her thoughts, it was estimated that she would not be sentenced to death, but directly divided by the five horses.

She coughed lightly: "Sixth brother, you should put on the ashes at the bottom of the pot for a while." ”