Mu Xingzhi stood by the window, condescendingly looking at the freshly baked "silkworm baby", looking at her head jewelry, and said helplessly: "Even if you don't change your clothes, why don't you remove those on your head?" Sleep like this, don't you worry about getting hurt? ”

"......" Su Qingluan was said by Mu Xingzhi, and only then did he feel that his head was hurting.

In this era, there are naturally no elastic sponges, memory foam and other high-end pillow core materials, and many people use porcelain pillows and wooden pillows. Even the relatively soft filled "pillow core" is mostly straw or rice husk - the pillow of Muxing's house is the rice husk pillow core.

Although this kind of pillow is not like a porcelain pillow, it may directly give the head a "craniotomy", but naturally there is no excess elasticity, so Su Qingluan's head is lying on it, and it always feels like a strong massage for the whole head.

But because today is her wedding, and it is the year of Jiluan, there are several hairpins on Su Qingluan's hair ornament to fix the bun, and the ends of several of them are very sharp.

Su Qingluan has always lived alone in his previous life, and he has been in a room since he crossed over in this life. Although they had spent the night in the same room with Liu Yunniang and their sister Su Xueyan halfway, the quality of sleep of these two people could not wake up even if there was thunder in their ears, so they had no reference value.

In other words, in theory, Su Qingluan felt that his sleeping position and quality were very good, but in fact, there was no reliable evidence to prove this.

After thinking about it, in order to prevent her head from becoming a "sewing kit" when she got up the next day, she still sat obediently in front of the dresser and began to dismantle the things on her head one by one.

But when the hair was coiled, someone else did it for him, Su Qingluan naturally didn't feel anything, but when he unwrapped his hair, Su Qingluan sighed: This ancient hair bun is really too difficult to dismantle!

When she occasionally attended formal occasions in her previous life, Su Qingluan also found a styling salon to coil her hair for herself, but it was far from being so complicated, and then she gradually lost her patience and simply began to drag it down.

The result is naturally counterproductive, after all, each hair accessory has its own way of wearing, and many hair accessories need to be braided and wound many times to be fixed on the hair.

On an early autumn night, the sound of chirping insects came from the silent window, which was originally very pleasant, but Su Qingluan's tossing made her feel a thin layer of sweat all over her body, and she was a little impetuous.

Suddenly, Su Qingluan felt a soft and warm touch coming from the top of her hair, and Su Qingluan realized that it was Mu Xingzhi's hand gently holding the top of her hair.

She subconsciously wanted to turn back, but was gently fixed by Mu Xingzhi's movements: "Don't move, I'll help you remove this grate." ”

"You're a big man, and you know how to disassemble these jewelry? Hiss...... "Pulling his hair so painfully, Su Qingluan couldn't help but gasp.

Mu Xingzhi looked at the direction of the basin, and pointed out: "Qingluan probably thinks that he is sinking into the fish and falling geese, and he doesn't care about dressing up all day long, if you want to talk about makeup, I'm afraid I'm better at it." ”

"Sinking fish and falling geese or something...... Although he also knew that the appearance of the shell in this life was not bad, but when he was softly praised by a beautiful woman in his ear with a voice that could almost be said to be delicate, Su Qingluan still felt that his face was a little feverish.

But I'm good at makeup or something...... Su Qingluan looked at the basin of water where the disguised object was placed, and raised his head to give full affirmation: "Your changed makeup not only hides your original appearance, but also makes people never think that it is the same person." And it makes full use of the original facial contours, which is even more natural than some people who wear makeup directly. ”

What's more, in all fairness, Su Qingluan felt that Mu Xingzhi's disguise technique was even equivalent to a senior makeup artist.

As we all know, the most advanced makeup is not about wearing heavy makeup, but using exaggerated eyeliner to enlarge the eyes, deep lip liner to change the shape of the lips, and heavy concealer to block all the furrows and fine lines on the face......

A truly advanced makeup technique is one that makes the most of each person's facial features, and even makes people look like they are only light makeup at first glance, but it is several notches higher than the usual durable level.

Although Mu Xingzhi did the opposite, he also fully grasped the essence of it. "Mu Xingzhi" is actually a little similar to his true appearance, but this degree of "similarity" does not make people doubt that there may be any identity connection between the two - after all, the appearance of people with the same type of facial features will always be somewhat similar.

is like the so-called "Hong Kong-style beauties" in the entertainment industry in the previous life, in fact, they are all one type, and strictly speaking, these beauties are more or less similar.

But no one is so mad that they feel that these beauties have any inextricable relationship or blood, and there are really many people with similar styles.

Mu Xingzhi was carefully parting several strands of hair that were entwined, and when he heard Su Qingluan's words, he smiled slightly: "It seems that Qingluan is not a matter of makeup, but he just disdains it." ”

"This is natural, if it weren't for marriage, whether it was a marriage or not, I wouldn't have combed such a complicated bun." Su Qingluan said as a matter of course.

"I can't see that Qingluan attaches so much importance to this marriage," Mu Xingzhi's fingers shuttled between Su Qingluan's hair like swimming fish, took down the fine yellow wood carved Caiyun Chasing Moon Grate, put it on Su Qingluan's hand, and continued to dismantle another hollow hairpin for her, "I was really moved." ”

Su Qingluan felt that the man's breath was blowing behind her, making her face more and more feverish. In order to prevent himself from really becoming a nymphomaniac, Su Qingluan tried to say in a businesslike tone: "Naturally, I am attentive, I have carefully looked at the dowry list, 'husband', you are very generous, I look at such a big price, naturally I have to be dedicated." ”

"That's really embarrassing." Mu Xingzhi smiled and nodded.

"Of course it's embarrassing," Su Qingluan sighed, "This is considered 'external image maintenance', if I dress too shabby today, everyone won't laugh at my family's poverty, after all, the business is there, but you may pay attention to you as an inverted door." ”

Even if Mu Xing's belly has poetry and books, what about self-cultivation? For many secular spectators who don't know the truth, it is a poor boy who is sick and penniless, and marries the proprietress of "Su Ji", who has a lot of money.

Although the rich and noble people look down on businessmen, for ordinary people, Brother Kong Fang is more important than any sage poems and books - after all, the words of sages and sages should not be eaten!