Girl, you are being calculated!

"Okay, okay, don't say anything!" Jiang Yifan compromised with a smile, pinched the tip of her nose, and straightened her body, "Come on, I'll comb your hair."

He put her in front of the dressing table. The dressing table is also of ancient style. The mirror is a bronze mirror, which is not as clear as modern mirrors, but it looks hazy, as if it is stained with fairy spirit. .

Jiang Yifan helped Xiao Huanhuan to sit in front of the dressing table, and he stood behind Xiao Huanhuan, combing her long hair with a comb.

Her long black hair is as smooth as silk, with a faint fragrance of flowers. Jiang Yifan really loves her black and smooth black hair.

Because Xiao Huanhuan had to go to school soon, Xiao Huanhuan had already changed her clothes, and she couldn't use yesterday's hairstyle anymore, so Jiang Yifan combed her a simple ponytail behind her head.

The hairstyle is simple, but full of vigor, reflecting the small face of Zizania, it is indescribably beautiful, Jiang Yifan is more and more satisfied... His girl is so beautiful, I wish I could put it in my pocket, so that no one can see it.

Xiao Huanhuan was sitting upright in front of the dressing table, feeling Jiang Yifan's slender and gentle fingers constantly passing through her hair, sometimes rubbing against her scalp, it was obviously the most common movement, but there was a faint warmth , Unknowingly, she blushed.

She was staring at Jiang Yifan in the bronze mirror in a daze, Jiang Yifan bent over, and a handsome face approached her, startling her, "Why?"

He smiled softly, softly, and bewitched slightly, "I'll give you a thrush!"

"Ok?"

With Xiao Huanhuan's dazed effort, Jiang Yifan had already picked up the eyebrow pencil, and painted another layer of light color on her crescent-shaped eyebrows.

Xiao Huanhuan's eyebrows are very well shaped, and the color of her eyebrows is also moderate, so she never draws her eyebrows, and Jiang Yifan does not do it for her, but for enjoying the fun of drawing her eyebrows.

He gently outlined her eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil, and said with a smile: "Have you heard the story of Zhang Chang's thrush? "

He smiled slightly, his warm breath fell on Xiao Huanhuan's cheeks, Xiao Huanhuan's cheeks became more and more red, and he asked in a whisper: "Who is Zhang Chang?"

She grew up abroad, modern things are better, and ancient people know only a little.

"Zhang Chang..." Jiang Yifan scrutinized her eyebrows carefully, focusing on drawing, "Zhang Chang is Jing Zhaoyin from the Han Dynasty. It is said that he and his wife lived in the same village. When they were young, they accidentally injured his wife when they were fighting. When he grew up, he heard from his family that his wife was unable to marry because of the scars he caused to his wife when he was a child, so he came to propose marriage and married his wife..."

"Really?" Xiao Huanhuan blinked, thinking it was so funny, fighting could bring him a daughter-in-law.

Jiang Yifan smiled and shook his head, "I don't know if it's true, but it's just beautiful and romantic. It is said that Zhang Chang and his wife are very affectionate after they get married, and draw eyebrows for his wife every day. He is a very talented person, but he is arrogant and a bit informal He was unrestrained, so he offended a lot of people, his political opponents took advantage of his wife's thrush, and read a book about him in front of the emperor, saying that he gave his wife's thrush at home..."

Xiao Huanhuan curled his lips, "Huh? Who is this? It's so boring. The husband and wife have a good relationship. It's none of other people's business. That person is really annoying."

"Yes," Jiang Yifan nodded with a smile, "When the emperor asked Zhang Chang for proof, Zhang Chang said, 'In the boudoir, between husband and wife, there are things that are more excessive than painting eyebrows. What is painting eyebrows', the emperor cherishes his Talent, don't blame him, but he wasn't reused either."

Xiao Huanhuan frowned, "It's a pity, that's why I would rather offend ten gentlemen than a small person. The villain is the most annoying thing."

"It's nothing to be sorry about. Without that bad guy participating in Zhang Chang's book, Zhang Chang painted eyebrows for his wife, and it wouldn't be passed down through the ages. Everything is preordained, so there is no regret or pity."