At this moment, Qin Ya seemed to think of something, with a smile on her face, she ran to the storage room on the side and got a snow-colored wig scattered like a waterfall, and then pulled Han Yan to the side of the dressing room.

"I said what are the shortcomings, although Han Yan also looks good with your short hair, but, for girls, you still need to have beautiful, soft long hair is suitable", Qin Ya looked at Han Yan's not too long snow hair covering her eyebrows, and chuckled.

As she spoke, Qin Ya picked up the wig that was as snow-white as Han Yan's hair, came behind Han Yan, gently pressed her in front of the chair of the makeup mirror in front of her, gently combed her snow-white hair, and skillfully put on a wig for her.

Seeing Qin Ya's sudden move, Han Yan was also stunned, and then waved his little hand at a loss, and pandered, "Sister Qin Ya, I don't actually need to wear any wigs, so I don't need to trouble you."

But I saw Qin Ya's eyes half-narrowed, and she whispered in Han Yan's ear, "Little brother Han Yan... Oh no, it should be a little sister with a cold face, with beautiful long hair, it's easier to attract the attention of boys~".

Hearing this, Han Yan's body trembled as if he was electrocuted, and he didn't immediately respond to Qin Ya's call, but seeing Han Yan's reaction like this, the suspicion in Qin Ya's heart became even more conclusive

"Is that really the case?", Qin Ya whispered in a voice that almost no one could hear.

Then, Qin Ya then combed Han Yan's soft hair with the right amount of force, her eyes were full of tenderness, but she didn't ask Aisen for a word.

And Han Yan didn't resist Qin Ya's act of putting on a wig for her, and she still touched her silky hair like a white feather.

After a long time, Han Yan, who was silent, finally spoke, only to see her whispering in a voice that only Qin Ya could hear, "Sister Qin Ya... How did you know I was a girl?"

Hearing this, Qin Ya looked at Aisen, who was bored not far away, with a gentle smile on her face, and responded in a low voice, "Although my sister has never been in love, but... A girl's liking for a boy can't be hidden, and your eyes haven't taken off that kid from Eisen's since you entered the door."

Perhaps born into the lowest family in the world, from an early age, Qin Ya learned how to read words and colors and please the laughter of customers in the store.

Therefore, whenever other people's expressions change, she will always respond at the first time, and for Han Yan's psychological activities, it is more like words written on her face, so that she can see it very thoroughly as a girl.

The concentration of having nothing in her eyes and only one person in her eyes reminded her of her sister, how could she not be the same as Han Yan, even in the colorful world, she could only tolerate the color of that person.

"No, I didn't...".

Hearing Qin Ya's words, Han Yan called out with some emotional fluctuations, but just when she wanted to say that she didn't like Aisen, she stopped, and she couldn't say it so easily.

"I really envy you for your talent and beauty, with a bright future, to be able to pursue the life you desire in your heart, and to be able to enjoy the sweet fruit of love", Qin Ya's eyes showed a touch of yearning, gently stroking her cold hair, and whispering in her ear.

"But I'm really happy for you, I've seen too many nobles and magicians in this bazaar, and when they see those of us who live at the bottom of the world, their pretended grace always shows a disgusting gesture of disgust."

"But I have to respond with a smile every time, what can we do for the survival of me and my sister?"

"But you are different from Aisen, in your eyes, I can't see a little superiority as a nobleman and a magician, and even feel that you are like me, a human being of the same world."

"Really, when Eisen's little brother said those words to me, I really felt that this world does not have a class, and magicians and commoners can have dinner together."

"So Han Yan, Aisen is really a good boy, although he seems to have no interest in other people's emotions and doesn't care, but he is gentler in his heart than anyone else, and cares more about the feelings of his partners than anyone else."

"But there is one thing I have to criticize Aisen, our little princess with a cold face is so good-looking, I really don't know how he hasn't seen through your girl's identity until now, it seems that this guy must be a demented wood."

Hearing this, Han Yan suddenly resonated, his eyes were full of approval, and he nodded endlessly, Aisen was such an idiot in terms of feelings, she didn't expect it.

Maybe one day, she pointed to Aisen's nose, showed her chest as a symbol of girls, and shouted: "Haha, I didn't expect it, I'm actually a girl."

At that time, Aisen may have been half-joking, waving his hand and replying, "Don't tease me with my cold face, just your airport, are you still a girl? Today is not April Fool's Day", such a straight man's dialogue.

It is precisely because of this that Han Yan has been hesitant to tell Aisen about his identity as a girl.

Whenever she was about to tell Aisen about her identity as a girl, when she saw Aisen's frivolous expression of disapproval, Han Yan always endured this feeling, comforting herself in her heart

"It's okay to be cold, the iron tree will also bloom, and one day he will look at you in front of you, with the eyes of a girl."

At this time, Aisen, who was bored on the side, suddenly noticed that Qin Ya and Han Yan seemed to be whispering something in the dressing room, so at this time, he thought that Qin Ya was really the same as he said, and took the initiative to go up.

So, he suddenly became interested and quietly came up, but just as he was about to eavesdrop on the whispers between the two, Qin Ya had already helped Han Yan put on a wig.

In this regard, Aisen also sighed helplessly and silently returned to his seat, but he was still extremely interested in the whispers of the other party's cold face and Qinya.

"Sister Qin Ya doesn't really have this kind of fetish, although I have heard on the earth that boys who look like girls like Han Yan are very popular with sexy big sisters, but it is not true", Sen nodded thoughtfully, and muttered to himself.

And at this moment, Han Yan and Qin Ya also came to the waiting room where Aisen was from the dressing room not far away.

"Little brother Aisen, what did you say to yourself just now, are you looking forward to Han Yan's current appearance", Qin Ya pretended to cover Han Yan behind her mysteriously, and smiled.

"It's not... Uh, sort of...".

Aisen wanted to veto, but he didn't know what to say to Qinya, so he made a mistake and catered to Qinya's words, but he did look forward to what Han Yan would look like after being dressed up by Qinya.

"Hehehe, you really still like the cold face, Aisen", the corners of Qin Ya's mouth raised slightly, and she smiled ambiguously.

"It's all said, I don't have that kind of fetish, no matter what, I won't like a boy, Sister Qinya, don't make fun of me", Aisen waved his hand disapprovingly, pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed lightly.

"Oh roar, don't you regret what you say now, if you see Han Yan's current appearance", Qin Ya smiled mysteriously and said.

Saying that, Qin Ya didn't have the appetite to hang Aisen, beckoned to Han Yan who was sitting in the dressing room, and said with a smile, "Han Yan come out, let our Aisen see if he regrets what he just said."

Under Qin Ya's call, I saw Han Yan walking slowly and elegantly, like everyone looking at Aisen, Qin Ya and the two walked over,

Seeing the cold face that had been slightly "transformed" by Qin Ya, Aisen was stunned for a moment, and the boss who unconsciously opened his mouth, didn't know what to say to express his surprise now.

I saw thousands of strands of soft snow-colored hair scattered behind Han Yan at random, and a little red makeup was smeared on her fair cheeks, which filled her with a girl's unique charm, and a delicate mouth like a cherry, I couldn't help but want to kiss Fangze, and that graceful figure was even more unforgettable.

For a moment, Eisen's heart beat violently again, a feeling he had never experienced before, no matter how many times he was in danger, his heart had never beaten so violently as it did now.

At this time, Aisen had only one thought in his mind, that is, beauty, beautiful as a fairy, a kind of charm that is different from Luan Caiyi or the charm of the flame, but the kind of flawlessness that cannot be blasphemed, fairy and jade.

Seeing Aisen's stunned gaze, Han Yan lowered his head a little shyly, showing the delicate nature of a little girl, and asked with a little worry, "That... The way I look now... Isn't it weird?".

"No... No, it's really beautiful, it's very suitable for you", suddenly feeling the cold gaze, Aisen subconsciously turned his head, touched his nose a little overwhelmed, and spouted.

"Is it really good-looking!" Hearing this, a flash of brilliance suddenly bloomed in Han Yan's eyes, and he asked again.

"Uh... Ah, really... Really", Eisen paused and replied again at a loss, but for some reason, he didn't dare to look at the expression on Han Yan's face.

And Han Yan also regained the excitement of a girl being praised by a boy she liked, perhaps this moment was what she had been looking forward to.

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Han Yan had the most beautiful smile on her face, and responded to Aisen's praise with the gentlest voice.

Hearing this, Aisen suddenly turned his head for some reason and moved his gaze back to Han Yan's beautiful face, he always felt that if he missed Han Yan's smile, it would be a regret in his life.

In an instant, Eisen was drunk, both physically and mentally, and was enchanted by the beautiful smile of the cold face like an angel.

"Maybe it's the most beautiful smile I've ever seen since I was born."

At that time, Aisen gave up the previous precipitation and complicated thinking of the heart, and only this simple sentence could not be in the simple paragraph was left in his mind.

"You're welcome"

In his memory, Eisen responded to the cold face in this way, so that even he couldn't remember what kind of expression he had on his face at that time.