You're skinny, so it's okay to wear it like this, it's very beautiful. Ye Wu also said with a smile on the side.

Ye Qingyu heard the second aunt say the same, so she believed it, although she still suspected that her mother and second aunt didn't tell the truth at all for fear that she would freeze.

When the wedding dress was changed, the Quanfu woman they invited also came.

Not everyone can be a blessed woman, usually it is a woman who has in-laws, husbands, children, and prefers many children.

This is the same as matchmaking, it is also a business.

The Quanfu woman they invited was surnamed Zhao and her maiden name was Li, so it was Zhao Li.

"Oh, the bride is so beautiful!" As soon as Zhao Li entered the door and saw Ye Qingyu, he smiled and praised,

"Such a bright face, when the face is finished, it will look better."

Ye Qingyu said thank you, kept smiling, sat on the stool, and waited for her to puff up her face.

Zhao Li saw that the hour was not early, and while smiling and saying auspicious words, she took out her noodle opening tool very quickly with the movements of her hands.

She first took out a powder box, and then rubbed some 'open flour' on Ye Qingyu's forehead, cheeks, eyebrows, as well as the upper and lower lips and chin, and where there were more eyebrows.

After the powder was smeared, Zhao Li took out the double-strand cotton thread prepared in advance, pulled it into a clip shape, and prepared to start twisting her dough to remove hair.

Ye Qingyu squinted at it, and suddenly felt that her scalp was numb, and before she started, she already felt pain in the depths of her soul.

Zhao Li took the rope and first twisted it repeatedly on Ye Qingyu's forehead, Ye Qingyu, who was in pain, bared her teeth and endured it, and after she endured the pain, her forehead was twisted.

Started her cheeks too.

The cheeks are more fleshy and tender, just twisted like this, but it hurts a lot more than the forehead, and Ye Qingyu can't help but inhale in pain.

When Zhao Li saw that she was in pain, he smiled and began to gossip with her to divert her attention.

Not to mention, it's really effective, because this Zhao Li is quite good at speaking, and the gossip he says is like telling a story, which is very vivid and bloody.

While talking and gossiping and chatting, Zhao Li repeatedly twisted and clamped the hairy parts such as the forehead, cheeks, lips, and chin in order until the hairs were clean.

Ye Qingyu said that her face was already numb with pain, and she felt that it was not her own face.

After finishing the noodles, Zhao Li repaired Ye Qingyu's sideburns and eyebrows, and asked her to clean her face again, instead of applying fat powder immediately, he held a mirror and let Ye Qingyu see the effect of her opening the noodles.

"Girl, it's not that I'm boasting, my noodle skills are top-notch, look, isn't it good-looking?" Zhao Li said with a smile, and beckoned Ye Qin and the others to come over and appraise it together.

Ye Qingyu looked at herself in the bronze mirror and felt that she seemed to be really good-looking, but how to be specific, she couldn't see it from the bronze mirror with its own beauty filter.

However, Ye Qin and the others nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "It's very beautiful." ”

After such a "face", Ye Qingyu's sideburns are neat, the lines are clear, the eyebrows are curved like the moon, and the cheeks are smooth and fair, adding a bit of grace and beauty.

Zhao Li was praised by everyone, raised his eyebrows happily, and began to put makeup on Ye Qingyu's face.

"The girl is handsome, and her skin is white, but there are still some spots on her right cheek, so I'll put some powder on you to cover it." Zhao Li said.

(End of chapter)