The little grandmother was frightened.

Holding the wrung and pasted lipstick in his hand, he sat in front of the oval mirror, looking at Zhang Buxi, who was standing at the door of the cloakroom, with great horror.

"Ya ......"

The little mouth covered in lipstick looks angry and funny.

Zhang Buxi rushed in.

I saw seven or eight lipsticks that had been wrung off on the dressing table, blushes that had been pulled out and sprinkled all over the table, and makeup brushes that were crooked......

This is simply the scene of a big car accident!!

"No, no, no......"

Zhang Buxi raised his hand to cover his chest, looking depressed: "My heart attack seems to be committed, ...... help"

Xiao Nan En put down the lipstick and pouted her red mouth: "Ya, are you in pain?" Milk grace blows for you. ”

At this time, Xiao Nan's face was covered with lipstick, and she didn't know what she was wearing on her eyebrows, a black lump.

"Milk! If I were your mother, I would beat you up!! Zhang Buxi was so angry that his heart ached.

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the woman's lipstick cannot be broken!

The cloakroom door was pulled open again.

After Li Shenyan heard the screams, he rushed here as soon as possible.

walked in with a steady pace, didn't look at Xiao Nan'en, only looked at Zhang Buxi worriedly, and his voice was slightly deep: "What happened?" ”

His jawline was taut, and his rose-colored lips were pursed in a straight line.

Zhang Buxi saw that Li Shenyan was coming, so he pulled the little grandmother and pushed it in front of Li Shenyan:

"Your son is going upside down!"

"Beat it up! It's a hard beating! ”

"Better beat him up! I promise not to stand in the way. ”

Little milk grace: \/(ㄒoㄒ)\/~~

Li Shenyan lowered his head and looked at his son, whose face was a mess and who was still wearing a butterfly hairpin on his curly hair, and his eyebrows were deeply frowned.

Xiao Nan En had a cat face on her head, and shook her head innocently at Li Shenyan.

And Zhang Buxi was about to explode.

The lipstick was enough to make her heart ache, but she didn't expect that Xiao Nanen was still holding a small bottle in her hand.

That's—

Xiao Nanen asked Zhang Buxi curiously: "Ya, is this sesame paste?" ”

Zhang Buxi: "No, no, no, no, no......"

'Pump'

His little thumb pressed down on the pump, and with a slick of biu, a touch of 'sesame paste' flew onto Li Shenyan's suit.

Zhang Buxi: "......"

Li Shenyan: "......"

"Milk! That's my foundation!! ”

Zhang Buxi only has a roar left now.

Li Shenyan looked down at the 'unknown dipping sauce' on his clothes, and his frowning eyebrows were frosted: "Since you are so restless, let's go back to Beiyang!" ”

"If you don't go back, you won't go back!"

The little grandmother ran over and hugged Zhang Buxi's leg: "Ya, I won't say that you will be angry, I'm sorry~"

Zhang Buxi pretended not to listen: "You are not well-behaved at all, I only like good children, so you go, I want to break up my friendship with you." ”

Little Granny: "Ya, you are so beautiful. ”

Zhang Buxi turned his face away.

Little Milk: "Ya, you are the most beautiful and beautiful girl's paper." ”

Zhang Buxi still ignored it.

Little Milk: "Ya, you look like a beautiful little princess." ”

Zhang Buxi: "......"

Forget it, don't scold, don't scold.

Don't say scolding.

All of a sudden's anger was gone.

"Ya, can you hold the baby?" The little milk was sticky and hung on Zhang Buxi's legs, and the milk was cute and begging for a hug.

Zhang Buxi leaned over and picked him up: "Let's go wash our faces." ”

"Okay~"

From the beginning of the thunderstorm, to now the two sentences shake hands and make peace.

Li Shenyan witnessed with his own eyes the dramatic change of a woman's face in three seconds.

Looking down at the liquid foundation on his clothes, his face turned bad again.

Wash in the bathroom.

Zhang Buxi patiently and carefully washed the face of the little grandmother, the makeup remover is mild, it can be used on the face of the little grandmother, but it should be wiped gently, the little guy is still small, and the skin is stingy.

When it was almost wiped off, the little grandmother remembered his father.

"Ya, where did Dad go?"

Zhang Buxi glanced at the toilet next to him, and said casually: "Your father fell into the toilet." ”