I'm flirting with tyrants

Chapter 392 Makeup, It’s Snowing
Chapter 397:
Xiao Qingxuan opened the small red round box with small hands, and inside was big red rouge.

The color of the rouge is very nice, retro big red.

Xiao Qingxuan's sly eyes flashed on He Qianjue's face.

Her index finger was pressed on the big red rouge, and when she lifted it, her finger was bright red, which formed a sharp contrast with her thin white index finger.

She looked and then...

Lifting the little hand that was stained with red rouge, and softly pressing it on his left cheek, when the red rouge was dizzy...

Dyed the slightly pale face with blood.

Xiao Qingxuan painted the right side of his face again and again.

Glancing at He Qianjue's pale lips at last, he gritted his teeth as he thought of the stupidity of his own officer.

She took out a large lump of rouge from the small round box and applied it on his face. She was startled for a moment, and suddenly withdrew her hand.

Just now, it scared her.

Thought he was awake.

...

The room was very quiet, and the sun shone in from the window, covering the two of them with a layer of warm light.

Xiao Qingxuan also took out the eyebrow pencil from the small drawer, she smiled wickedly, and drew a few black lines along the sides of his nose.

Give him some eye makeup.

When everything was about the same, she finally dabbed the rouge with her little finger between his brows.

You're done!

Xiao Qingxuan sat up straight, and after sorting everything out, he looked at his work, and bent his eyes in satisfaction, his usual indifference towards He Qianjue was reduced by half.

Putting the rouge box into her bosom, Xiao Qingxuan looked at his profile, her eyes rolled and she smiled.

Slowly closed his eyes.

Until that deserted voice rang in my ears.

"Don't sleep when you wake up."

Xiao Qingxuan immediately opened his eyes, looked at his handsome face close at hand, suppressed a smile, his face was a little inconsistent and awkward.

He Qianjue got up slowly.

Xiao Qingxuan actually felt a little different when he was painted in such a rich appearance?
It's just (a group of crabs crawling over ****)

With a low curse, Xiao Qingxuan glared at him, and said angrily, "He Qianjue, let me undo it soon!"

He looked at her slowly with his eyes half downcast.

And she glared at him.

The two of them looked at each other like this.

After half an hour, Xiao Qingxuan was defeated.

Her eyes were a little red, and she blinked dry eyes.

There seemed to be tears in the eyes.

Looking at him again, he looked like a great Buddha in meditation, motionless, with a calm expression, and his eyes were not even half red.

He got up, put on his boots, picked up the clothes from the shelf beside him, and put them on slowly.

The action of dressing is very slow, noble and inviolable.

That long black hair is smooth and delicate, even more beautiful than this one of hers.

Looking at it, she was distracted.

Until he turned around, dressed her slowly, and finally hugged her with one hand.

The other hand is behind his back.

Slowly opened the door and walked out.

The goal is, a piece of snow is white, as if the whole world is shrouded in a layer of white.

"It's snowing..." As soon as Xiao Qingxuan spoke, the breath of his words sprayed in the air, forming a smoke-like state, which was enough to prove the coldness of the weather.

But her face was a little cold, other than that, her body was warm.

He Qianjue walked very slowly, stepping on the snow, and his boots did not stick to the snow.

The snow wasn't falling heavily, fine and fine, but the weather was really cold, Xiao Qingxuan didn't use his soul power, and the tip of his nose turned red from the cold.

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(End of this chapter)