Chapter 49 Painted a big face for Song Zhihe

Ye Hewan's body shrank in the corner of the wall and shook.

Looking at Song Zhihe's somewhat distorted face, Ye Hewan folded his hands, lowered his head apologetically on his face, and muttered in his mouth; "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for my fault!"

But with an innocent naughty smile flashing in her eyes, she quietly looked up at the makeup she had put on Song Zhihe.

Even though she tried her best to endure it, Ye Hewan couldn't hold back her chuckle in the end.

Song Zhihe suddenly turned his head and glared at Ye Hewan coldly.

Ye Hewan was very discerning and obediently put away her smile, and playfully stuck out her tongue at Song Zhihe.

Ye Hewan held a makeup brush and wanted to take away the "source of ugliness" mirror from Song Zhihe's hand.

But he didn't expect Song Zhihe's strength to be amazing, Ye He used several times late, and Song Zhihe let go.

The mirror was held in Ye Hewan's hand, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Scared the kids to death.

I really doubt whether Song Zhihe wants to smash the mirror or beat her up.

As the saying goes, the eye is not pure!

It's better to take the mirror away first.

"Come on, come on, sit down, dissipate your anger Ha black scorpion, eh, Song Zhi and classmates!" Ye Hewan gently patted Song Zhihe's shoulder, ignoring his eyes that were about to kill.

Ye Hewan originally thought that Song Zhihe would sit down with a lot of strength, but she didn't expect her to press it.

Song Zhihe sat down by himself as if he had accepted his fate.

But he still turned his face, as if he was sulking.

"I really didn't mean to! I swear, I worked hard! Ye Hewan squatted on the ground with a helpless sigh, looking at the makeup brush in her hand and the makeup on Song Zhihe's face, she was a little deflated.

I've worked hard.

That's the scariest thing!

"How did you manage to not even tell the difference between mascara and eyebrow pencil, and the blush turned me into a monkey butt and turned into a side face? You'really--"

Song Zhihe wanted to complain again, but when he looked down, he saw Ye Hewan, who was dejectedly shrunk into a ball, looking so pitiful.

Song Zhihe endured it, but swallowed all the words back.

"Hey, how do you know what these are? Do snowboards wear makeup too? ”

I heard that Song Zhihe could distinguish some cosmetics, and told her how to make them.

Ye Hewan looked up at Song Zhihe in shock and confusion.

However, she remembers that snowboarding competitions seem to be without makeup.

Could it be that she is mistaken?

Ye Hewan tilted his head and thought about something carefully.

Thinking of assisting someone and went to see the makeup tips and tricks for a night, Song Mouyu, was silent.

"I swiped it by accident." Song Zhihe said casually.

Ye Hewan nodded blankly and said "Oh".

Song Zhihe took a deep breath and looked at the looming makeup of "heaven and earth can cry" on the opposite wall and tiles.

Song Zhihe had never felt that his face was so offended.

"Ye Hewan, you help me take off my makeup first--"

It's right.

Before he could finish speaking, the door opened.

Su Yaoqiang led several other people in the team to come in and get the equipment that had been dropped.

But I didn't expect Song Zhihe and Ye Hewan to be here.

I didn't expect Song Zhihe to be unexpectedly--

"I'll go, Brother Song, what's wrong with you? In broad daylight, follow a ghost--" Li Zhifan said blankly.

Like.

Looking at Song Zhihe's sharp eyes that killed others coldly, he felt that he was about to be stabbed in the next second.

Li Zhifan closed his mouth weakly.

Seeing this, Ye He walked up to Song Zhihe in shame and explained to a few people: "That, it's because I'm not very good. Song Zhihe himself is still very handsome! ”

Ye Hewan raised his hands and sprinkled flowers on Song Zhihe's face.

She has technical problems, technical problems.

Next time, be sure to put the icing on the cake!

Absolutely not, "a good hand is played poorly".

However, looking at Song Zhihe, who was turned into a big flower face even by himself.

The young man's face is still clear and clear, his eyebrows and eyes are deep, and his neat short hair is even more cold.

Standing quietly beside Ye Hewan like that, although he didn't say a word, there seemed to be a helpless smile in his eyes.

Ye Hewan couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

This kid, even if he is a ghost, must be the most handsome ghost in the ghost world!

Although Su Yaoqiang wanted to laugh and lose a few words about his apprentice, as a coach, he still had to save some face for someone.

After he stopped laughing, he asked a few people behind him to take their equipment, and then pulled a few little guys who wanted to tease a few more words and left.

These children are all unconscious bear children.

After the group left.

Only Ye Hewan and Song Zhihe were left in the lounge.

There was silence for a while.

Ye Hewan had a deeper understanding of his makeup skills at this time.

Even Song Zhihe can be beaten by her with such a face, alas.

Ye He took the makeup remover wipes in a dejected manner and was about to remove the makeup for Song Zhihe, but Song Zhihe avoided him.

He stared at Ye Hewan's lost eyes, stunned, and said as if he didn't care: "Actually, it's okay, okay." ”

Song Zhihe paused several times before saying this.

I wanted to say yes, but it was a bit too distorted to the facts.

But it's okay, it's okay.

After all, it's a novice makeup, so let's encourage and encourage it.

“?!!”

Ye Hewan's eyes widened instantly, and his eyes flashed with a strange excited light.

The depression on Ye Hewan's face was swept away, her smile was like a flower, and the luster in her eyes made her more delicate and cute.

She smiled and said, "Song Zhiyou, thank you!" ”

He also jumped up and patted Song Zhihe on the shoulder, and his fingers inadvertently swept behind the young man's ear.

The roots behind the young man's ears were suddenly dyed with a layer of pale pink.

Song Zhihe wanted to remain indifferent, but he couldn't help but be infected by Ye Hewan's smile, and there was a gentle smile on his face.

"So, can you still be my makeup model after that? Just, when you have time, I'll come over! It won't delay you too much, black scorpion! Ye Hewan blinked expectantly at Song Zhihe.

“······”

Song Zhi and then stopped.

The good atmosphere came and went quickly.

Song Zhihe looked deeply at Ye Hewan, who was smiling, and there was a little helpless connivance hidden in his voice, and he said in a low voice: "Yes." ”

Ye Hewan immediately clapped his hands excitedly, and hurriedly said that he would definitely study hard and listen carefully when he went back.

Next time, I'm sure I'll be doing a lot better!

Ye He was full of ambition in the evening, but Song Zhihe had a strange face.

"So, can you grant me a small request? Very small! Ye Hewan secretly poked and put it on the table next to him with one hand to get the mobile phone, and asked Song Zhihe softly.

Song Zhihe said quickly without hesitation: "Okay, you can say it." ”

Ye Hewan stood next to Song Zhihe as if she had succeeded, raised her mobile phone to adjust the camera, so that her and Song Zhihe's faces could be photographed by the camera.

"Then let's take a photo together! This is the first time I've done your makeup! ”

“······”

"Come on, one, two, three, eggplant!"

Ye Hewan put it in his ear, his teeth were slightly exposed, and he smiled smartly and lively.

Song Zhihe heard the words, and raised his eyes slightly to look at the camera.

But the afterglow glanced in the direction of the girl beside him, and a streamer flashed in the young man's eyes, swaying one shallow smile after another.

"Click--"

The warm sun shines through the screen window on the figure of the boy and girl.

The smile of the boy and the girl is frozen in the fleeting time.

Never grow old.