Chapter 258

The young man is tall and straight, with a straight back. Even if he is wearing an ordinary guard uniform, it can't conceal his noble temperament, and his clear eyebrows are especially eye-catching.

He rubbed his chin again, thinking for a while.

"Ah Huai also needs to put on some makeup."

After all, there were so many people at the banquet, Yan Huai's appearance was too outstanding for a small guard.

He tugged Yan Huai's sleeve again and pulled him into the room.

She followed her words and sat down in front of her dressing table, flipping through her rouge and gouache.

He picked a few more rouges and mixed them together, and tried them on his hands.

She dipped her fingers a little: "Close your eyes."

Although Yan Huai didn't know what she was going to do, he still closed his eyes obediently.

The boy's cold white skin is too eye-catching, probably paler than some girls, how can this be done.

He painted it on him carefully again, carefully covering the boy's complexion and eyebrows.

She patted the powder on her palm, a little dissatisfied.

The things here are too scarce, and she can't show her strength at all.

When Yan Huai opened his eyes, he saw a different version of himself, and blinked blankly.

His originally cold and pale complexion became slightly dull, and He You even thickened his eyebrows.

Not ugly, but weird.

Yan Huai frowned, a little unhappy.

Not good looking.

He patted his head again: "Just wash it off when you come back, bear with it."

It does look weird though.

She couldn't help laughing: "It seems that the attack is too heavy."

Excessive force.

The young man looked at her with wet eyes, silently expressing his grievance.

He coughed twice again: "I'd better change it for you."

Otherwise, she didn't even want to look directly at this face, and the more she looked at it, the more she wanted to laugh.

Yan Huai, who had been slightly lowered by He's makeup, still looked eye-catching, with a narrow waist and long legs, and a dignified temperament.

He fiddled with the broken hair on his forehead again, slightly covering his eyebrows and eyes.

She sighed: "I really tried my best."

There is no way, it is also a big problem for a beauty to pretend to be ugly.

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Ruan Rou sat in front of the mirror, combing her soft long hair.

Lian Qiao found out the plain jacket and skirt, feeling a little puzzled.

"Why is Miss wearing this dress?"

The clothes don't have any patterns, and they look extraordinarily clean. Even the style is from last year. Compared with the noble ladies, they don't wear this kind of clothes a long time ago.

Ruan Rou lowered her eyes slightly: "Isn't it good?"

From anyone's point of view, she is an unfavored concubine.

People are soft-spoken, weak and helpless.

The girl in the bronze mirror has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and her black eyebrows are extremely thin and shallow, which is a little dull.

She picked a light lip balm: "Has Ruan Tang set off?"

Lian Qiao gently pulled her hair: "I haven't left the yard yet."

Ruan Rou smiled: "After she came back from the villa, she has changed a lot."

A person who was originally sick, his body complexion has improved a lot, and even his personality has become more flamboyant, not like the Ruan Tang in her memory.

Her eyes are complicated and dark.

Ruan Tang like this gave her a very uneasy feeling, she was not a kind and tolerant person in the first place, once she was reborn, she would definitely get rid of Ruan Tang's future troubles.

Ruan Rou lowered her eyes slightly as her fingertips were stained with lip balm.

Since he can't win over, it's better to get rid of Ruan Tang, who is out of control.

When Aunt Lian came, she took a look at the plain white dress on her body, she was expressionless.

She was just calmly reminding this ambitious daughter: "Be quick, don't get involved and I have to clean up the mess for you."

Ruan Rou snorted coldly: "Aunt Lao is worrying."

As her biological mother, she was used to recharging her energy and recharging her energy. All her thoughts were devoted to her useless brother, and she never cared about her daughter.

(End of this chapter)

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