Chapter 37 Thrush

The air instantly condensed, and all the maidservants hurriedly bowed their heads and knelt down.

I remember the last time, a noble girl wanted to take the opportunity to pounce on the master, and the master directly abolished one of her hands, but the person in front of her dared to make a request directly to the master. Although the master seems to be special to her, I really don't know what he will do.

Gradually, a pair of black boots with intricate dark lines came into their sight.

Toru Takizawa looked at the watery eyes in front of him, reached out and touched the green silk that was hanging down softly behind her, and the voice was reassuring: "Asu, let them help you make up." ”

The maids kneeling on the ground thought they had misheard and blinked in disbelief.

"No, I want you to help me freshen up." The merciless refusal was carried with a bit of arrogance, and the air instantly fell into silence.

No one dared to be disrespectful to His Royal Highness, no one dared to say no in front of him, and no one dared to command him. Who the hell is this person in front of you, what a big breath!

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

A bold maid raised her head slightly, and said, "Master, it's still a slave!" ”

Gujing's voice came into his ears: "It's okay. ”

Su Qingyu's delicate lips like petals opened a light smile, and his hand rummaged in the jewelry box in front of the table for a long time, and took out an object from it: "Oh, here you go." ”

Toru Takizawa looked at the thing handed to him and frowned slightly: "This is ......"

"Master Qiqi, this is the snail of the thrush." A handmaiden explained.

Takizawa was stunned, he didn't expect it to be Luo Zidai, no wonder he felt familiar.

In his previous life, he had also painted Afu's eyebrows once, and that time, she was very happy. It's just that later, because of his own demons, he never painted her again. At this time, looking at the snail Dai, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

The green eyebrows in front of her coincided with the shadow in her memory, Takizawa lowered her eyes, took Luo Zidai from her hand, gently traced her soft eyebrows with her fingertips, leaned over slightly to look at the person in front of her, followed the direction of her eyebrows, meticulously and carefully depicted.

Su Qingyu obediently puffed out her eyes like apricots, the wind outside the window blew slightly, and the hair that Takizawa put behind her hung down, and it was a little itchy on her face. The two snorts are intertwined, and the atmosphere is extremely beautiful.

Suddenly, Toru Takizawa stopped his movements, got up and looked at his painted eyebrows, with an unpredictable expression: "That's it, this king thinks it's very good." ”

Putting down the eyebrow pencil casually, he arranged Su Qingyu's hair a little clumsily, and wanted to put her in a bun in person, but after looking at her eyebrows and thinking for a moment, he frowned slightly: "You guys come and comb her a simple hairpin." He commanded the maidservants.

As soon as the words fell, he felt a burning gaze, thinking of his masterpiece just now, he turned his back a little dodging: "What are you looking at this king for?" ”

A crisp voice came from behind him: "Well, can I go out?" I heard that the capital is very lively outside at night. He asked cautiously, as if he was afraid that he would refuse.

Toru Takizawa was most afraid of seeing her like this, his eyes darkened, and he promised: "Why not." ”

His Aso doesn't have to be afraid of him. It's just that I don't know when I can see Aso's wanton and unrestrained appearance in front of him when he is conscious.

He lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the complexity under his eyes.

"Your Highness, Miss Su's hair has been combed." The handmaiden's respectful voice came, and he quickly gathered his thoughts, turned to look at the dressed person, but when he saw it, he was stunned.

A little girl with a pair of hairpins sat with her head tilted and looked at him playfully. Delicate pearl tassels hung down from her hair on both sides, with a bit of playfulness. Although her face was slightly bruised, her eyes like black grapes were very aura and sparkling.

Suddenly, as if she were tired of looking at each other boringly, she turned her head to the bronze mirror of the dresser.

"Hey, who's the ugly guy here?" She leaned closer to the mirror in amazement.

Then he pointed to the bronze mirror as if he had discovered a new continent, and exclaimed to Toru Takizawa, "Why did she have two caterpillars on her forehead, one high and one low." ”

What kind of caterpillar, isn't it the eyebrows he drew earlier? All the maidservants held back their laughter and trembled slightly.

Toru Takizawa's face froze, and his eyes darkened as he carried someone with funny eyebrows onto his shoulders and took him away.

Is his eyebrows ugly? No, it's not ugly at all.

It's a pity that he doesn't know at this time, what is this unintentional teasing, the real grinding is still to come.