The snow stopped today.

The snow light shines through the flower window, faintly reflecting the two sneaky figures under the eaves.

It was Xiao Heng's entourage who asked Liu, and the pillow star who didn't dare to enter the house with refreshments.

Ask Liu to praise in a low voice: "The thrush under the window, what a romantic thing!" My master is just like the moon in the middle of the sky, and when the clouds and mist disperse, he reveals his true heart! ”

Pillow Star twisted his little face.

Jiu Ye paints thrushes for her own girl, why can't she feel romantic at all?

Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

She has been serving the girl for so long, she knows her temperament, good guy, the girl can't tolerate sloppiness in makeup, even professional makeup girls will be disgusted by her, she only believes in her own methods, she cares more about her makeup than anyone else.

The ninth master is the first to strategize, but he paints the woman's eyebrows......

Can he do it?

was afraid of ruining her makeup, and the girl's six relatives didn't recognize it and gave him a reprimand.

The two of them were sneaky, didn't dare to disturb the people in the house, and slipped away like thieves.

Inside the house.

Xiao Heng supported Pei Daozhu's chin with his fingertips and drew her eyebrows seriously.

The girl was forced to raise her little face, close her eyes tightly, because she was too nervous, her eyelashes couldn't help but tremble slightly, and whispered: "You...... You draw lightly, a small number of times, and don't draw too hard. ”

Xiao Heng sneered: "Who are you looking down on?" ”

Who is he?

Xiao Jiajiulang, not only is his book enough to be handed down to the world, but his painting skills are even more first-class, any painting can be sold for a high price when it is circulated, and he can still stump him by painting two eyebrows for a woman?

Pei Daozhu was so nervous that his toes buckled to the ground.

The shape of the woman's eyebrows and the whole makeup should match, and it is not just a matter of just two strokes.

Xiao Heng ......

Will it work?

I don't know how long it took.

Pei Daozhu asked, "Is the painting finished?" ”

Xiao Heng: "......"

He held the girl's chin with one hand and pinched his eyebrows with the other, but he didn't answer for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, he lowered his eyebrows.

He rubbed the tip of his nose: "I suddenly remembered that I still have business to deal with, and I will come to see you in the evening." ”

He grease the soles of his feet and try to slip away.

Bae Daozhu immediately glanced at the mirror.

The girl in the mirror has snowy skin and red lips, only two eyebrows, one high and one low, one thick and one thin, probably because the person did not draw symmetry, trying to adjust it back, but the more and more he drew it, it was as black as charcoal gray, and the tail of the eyebrows was about to fly into the sideburns!

She immediately turned red: "Xiao Heng! ”

She grabbed the corner of Xiao Heng's sleeve: "You pay me for my eyebrows!" ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to wash it off and redraw it?"

"You said it lightly, you ruined my eyebrows, and my entire makeup had to be washed off and repainted!"

The two were entangled, Pei Daozhu was so angry that he picked up the mahogany comb in front of the makeup mirror and smashed it on Xiao Heng's cheek.

The mahogany comb falls to the ground.

Pei Daozhu was stunned.

She actually hit Xiao Heng......

She was a little weak-hearted, and immediately lifted her skirt and fled behind the screen.

Xiao Heng picked up the wooden comb.

He walked behind the screen, and the girl sat under the west window with her back to him, because of the entanglement just now, the long hairpin used to pull her hair quietly fell, and her head was covered with green silk spread on the ground, like silk, smooth and black, and the girl's skin was more and more white.

He approached and sat down beside her.

He gently held a handful of her long hair and slowly combed it with a mahogany comb.

The girl is diligent in grooming, and the green silk remains with a light fragrance, like plum blossoms in late winter, which smells very good.

He said patiently: "I'm not angry, why are you panicking?" ”

Pei Daozhu glanced at him.

Since the beginning of the metaverse, this dog man has become weird.

I'm afraid that I will come up with some idea again, so that she will make a fool of herself.

She refused to pay attention to him, and lowered her head to straighten the ties of her dress.

Xiao Heng combed her hair and said, "Spring is about to begin, and the barracks should be busy." I'll be staying in the barracks these days, so you don't have to wait for me at night. ”

Pei Daozhu whispered: "I never waited for you." ”

Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows and whispered in her ear: "Listen to the pillow star, the light in your boudoir will be on until late every night, who are you waiting for?" ”

Pei Daozhu's pupils narrowed slightly.

Without waiting for her to deny it, Xiao Heng held her hand.

The girl's hand was soft and petite, and she was tightly held in his palm, and she couldn't break free.

He said: "After the Shangyuan Festival, there are not as many guests in Jinliang Garden as before, and I have ordered someone to pick up your two young sisters and ask them to come to the garden to stay with you." ”

Pei Daozhu looked at him in a daze.

Because she is a concubine, even if it is a New Year's holiday, there is no reason for her mother's family to officially visit.

She could only secretly find time to go home to visit her parents in the first lunar month.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Heng was willing to let her sister come to live in the garden......

She hesitated, "You-"

Xiao Heng suddenly kissed her on the cheek.

Pei Daozhu was completely stunned.

She raised her eyes.

Lang Jun's face is close at hand, handsome and profound, like the moon in the sky.

He is well-dressed and well-dressed, and his body is filled with the fragrance of Lanting grass, which is the style of Jiangnan scholars.

Pei Daozhu boasted of her beauty, but at this moment, she was tempted by Xiao Heng's complexion.

Her cheeks quickly turned crimson, and she looked away awkwardly: "I won't thank you......"

Xiao Heng didn't care about her tsundere, he propped up on the bamboo floor with one hand, wrapped his arms around her waist with the other, and sniffed her neck lightly, as if indulging in her fragrance.

On the night of the Shangyuan Festival, I saw the dark future piecemeal.

Later, when I dreamed back, I could always dream that Pei Daozhu was locked in the deep boudoir by him and was fragile and crying.

Such a stubborn woman can even put down her body, carefully please him, and carefully beg him to correct her name.

The lantern tent is warm.

Every night she came back from the Northland, he kept her in his hand.

watched her tactfully accept joy under him, and when she cried and begged for mercy, he also tried to be gentle with her, but more than that, it was to vent the ten years when he lost her.

Send her to the enemy's tent with his own hands.

but complained about her infidelity.

What a despicable man he was!

And now, the girl in front of him has never been married, only belongs to him.

Xiao Heng's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

He leaned over and pressed Pei Daozhu to the floor.

Da grasped the girl's hands and imprisoned them firmly above her head.

He lowered his eyes and easily untied her dress.

The already loose skirt immediately scattered on the ground, leaving only the concubine-colored obscene clothes, as the girl breathed nervously, her chest rose and fell violently, showing a perfect and slender arc.

The most is the skin like condensed jade, white as snow that can be broken by blowing.

Her lips opened slightly, revealing her teeth, and she was already frightened and dumb in her voice: "Xiao Heng......"

The stained windows are not closed.

The snow color is reflected in, which shows the girl's natural beauty.

I don't know what it's like to enjoy it.

Pei Daozhu was tense all over, and trembled uncontrollably: "Xiao Heng, Xiao Heng ......"

She was afraid.

She called out one after another, trying to awaken the consciousness of the person in front of her.

Xiao Heng stroked her cheek, trying to calm her down.

Want to get her.

He liked this woman, her smile was like a seduction, her smell was like a poppy that tempted him to sink, and he couldn't wait to get her.

Don't let her marry far away, and don't let her be wronged.

He softened his tone: "Is it okay?" ”