Ye Feixue snorted coldly, "I thought you would put some big moves, I thought about being low-level mentally handicapped, but I didn't expect such a low-level mentally handicapped." ”

"Sister Fei, you haven't listened to the punishment yet."

"Say!"

"If our people on our side lose, remove makeup on the spot." For them, this is really open-minded, their beautiful exterior is supported by cosmetics, and removing makeup in front of everyone means slapping their faces on the spot.

"That's good." Ye Feixue also wants to see what their true faces are like.

"On the contrary, if Sister Fei loses, then show us the makeup on the spot."

They just want to see what Ye Feixue looks like after putting on makeup.

Ye Feixue frowned slightly, and after a while, she spoke, "Okay!" ”

She believed she wouldn't lose, but it backfired, and she lost badly, winning only one of her five games.

Everyone began to get excited, returned to the makeup table, picked up the makeup and began to run towards the night snow.

"Sister Fei's skin is so good, delicate, smooth and fair, powder is useless at all."

"The nose is still so straight, and the lines are perfect." Everyone is envious of this.

"Hurry up! Don't grind. Night Flying Snow urged.

In turns, some people put on their eyebrows and then leave, and the other person goes up to get eyeliner, and then someone goes to get eyeshadow, then mascara and lipstick.

When the last person evacuated the night snow, everyone looked at the night snow and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Sister Fei is simply beautiful."

"Yes! It's so beautiful, I'm ashamed of myself, I want to find a place to cry. ”

Ye Feixue didn't wait for them to finish talking, so she picked up a bottle of makeup remover on the table and said, "You've seen enough, I'm going to remove it." ”

She hadn't worn makeup, and she always felt weird.

Everyone grabbed Ye Feixue and snatched the makeup remover from her hand.

"Sister Fei, since it's all over, let's stay a little longer! Shall we move on to the next round? ”

"Compare?" Ye Feixue said coldly.

"Could it be that Sister Fei is afraid of losing?" Everyone deliberately provoked her with agitation.

"Than what?" Ye Feixue really couldn't stand the stimulation and sat back on the sofa.

A group of women gathered around and said something, and after about thirty seconds, they came to the conclusion of the discussion.

"Sister Fei, if you lose this time, how about changing into a skirt?" They think that such beautiful makeup, if they take off their suits and change into skirts, what should it be like, just thinking about it, they can't wait.

"Okay, this time it's a quick battle, and the winner is determined at one time." Ye Feixue thought to herself, she would not necessarily lose, if she won, she would let this group of women do a striptease, which is not bad!

However, today he was extremely unlucky, God also gave up on her, she took out scissors, the other party was a rock, and she lost completely.

In one corner of this lounge, there is a wardrobe for each person, in which their beautiful dresses are hung. Everyone was very generous this time, and they took out their own treasures to give Ye Feixue. Ye Feixue stood helplessly, they took turns holding their clothes and gesturing on Ye Feixue, and the people next to them gave their opinions one after another.

At first, everyone kept shaking their heads, until a black skirt was compared to the night snow, everyone was silent, and then nodded desperately, with the cold temperament of the night snow, it was still suitable for black.

Ye Feixue sighed lightly and walked into the fitting room, where a group of women were looking forward to it outside, looking like they couldn't wait.