Immortal world foodie: husband makes me noodle soup

Chapter 187 Makeover
And because Ximen Chan was frightened, she leaned on Qian Zang's body like a bird.She raised her head and said something to Qian Zang, Qian Zang smiled at her and said something.Then she walked inside, and Qian Zang walked outside to protect her.

After going down the stairs, Qian Zang followed her pace and walked very slowly.When there was someone next to him, he seemed worried that she would be hit, so he stretched out his arm and carefully blocked her behind her.

Just like that, the two walked out of the inn unhurriedly, out of Yang Juanjuan's sight.

Yang Juanjuan was sitting not far from the stairs, and none of them noticed her, which made her feel disappointed for no reason.

This kind of loss made her happy mood because Qian Zang and Ximen Chan were together disappeared.

She stared blankly at the direction they were leaving, and her standing body slowly softened, as if powerless, she fell down on the chair.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, she could have said hello so they could see her.But she didn't, she just looked at it stupidly until they walked away.

There was still half a steamed bun and half a bowl of porridge left on the table. Normally, Yang Juanjuan would have eaten it in two bites.But now she doesn't have that appetite, and she doesn't want to waste it, so she eats bit by bit.

She actually ate this little food for more than half an hour.

The guys at the inn and the guests around looked at her curiously, not knowing what was wrong with her.

After eating, Yang Juanjuan went upstairs, and it happened that Qian Zang and Ximen Chan also came back at this time.

Seeing her, Ximen Chan called out to her sister.

Yang Juanjuan had no choice but to stop, turned around with a big smile, and trotted over: "Sister, where did you go to play with Master? Why didn't you call me?"

"The Taoist priest said you were eating, and asked me not to disturb you." Before Ximen Chan spoke, she glanced at Qian Zang, and Qian Zang also looked at her. Their eyes met in the air, and they separated after a while.

It turned out that the master saw her eating here, and Yang Juanjuan was overjoyed.Then he thought of not talking to her when he saw her, was it because he was afraid that she would disturb them?

Yang Juanjuan felt depressed again, rolled his big eyes and glanced at Qian Zang, then smiled at Ximenchan and said, "Sister, let me see what you bought."

"It's some rouge and gouache, and some gadgets. Let's go look inside." Ximen Chan said softly.

Like sisters, the two held each other's hands affectionately and went to Ximen Chan's room.

Qian Zang went back to his room, glanced at the messy bed, shook his head helplessly, and began to tidy it up.

Here, Ximenchan opened the bag, pointed to the things inside, and introduced them to Yang Juanjuan.

Yang Juanjuan seldom touches these things. She has never heard of some rouge or jewelry, and she has never seen them before. Her eyes are straight and round.

Take this for a while, take that for a while, look left and right, and smile beautifully.

"Sister, you are 12 years old. When a girl reaches your age, she should also learn to dress herself up. You can't always wear this kind of clothes and comb your hair like this." Ximen Chan said, curling her hair. The strap on it is undone.

Yang Juanjuan stroked his loose hair, wondering: "Sister, why are you messing with my hair? The people in Xiuxian Pavilion are all dressed like me, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Most people in Xiuxian Pavilion are men, so it doesn't matter if they dress up like this. But you are a woman, you should pay attention to your own dress, will you also dress like this when you get married?" Ximen Chan covered her mouth and smiled.

She thought Yang Juanjuan would be shy, but Yang Juanjuan didn't feel shy at all. Instead, he said happily: "Xiao Tian'er said that I look good no matter how I dress up, even if I wear beggar's rags, he doesn't dislike me. So I don't want Dress up, I want food. Just give me food and I don't care about that."

"Besides, Master also said that these things are nothingness. As practitioners, we should be pure-minded, have no desires and desires, and practice hard is the right way."

He is really a snack foodie, he can't forget his hobby of eating even after reincarnation.

Ximenchan complained in her heart, still with a gentle smile on her face, pulled her to sit in front of the dressing table, let her look at herself in the mirror, and said: "Sister, people live not only to eat, but also to pay attention to food." Your own appearance. My sister will help you dress up, and you can see the effect before deciding whether you care."

Yang Juanjuan's hair is a bit curly, and it is difficult to comb.Ximenchan almost broke the comb several times, in order to help her comb her hair as soon as possible, she did not hesitate to use magic in secret.

After tossing and tossing for half an hour, Ximen Chan finally changed Yang Juanjuan's appearance.

Yang Juanjuan was young and still childish, so Ximen Chan gave her a relatively common double bun.

He wore a lot of gold and silver jewelry on his head, and wiped something on his face, making him look like a different person.

Yang Juanjuan looked at the mirror, took photos, and said in disbelief: "So I look so good-looking too. Sister, look, after I dress up, I look a bit like you. If others don't know, they will definitely Thought we were sisters."

When Ximenchan was helping Yang Juanjuan to dress up, she felt that something was wrong, and when she reminded her, she realized that she was somewhat similar to herself.

Yang Juanjuan is only 12 years old, and his face and stature have not yet grown.Wait for another two years, when she blooms, she will definitely look like her in the fairy world.

By then, wouldn't Qian Zang know who is Juansu's mortal womb?

Ximenchan knew that paper couldn't wrap fire, but she could wrap it for a while longer. If she married Yang Juanjuan before Qian Zang remembered it, the problem would be solved.

Before he thinks about it, don't let him see Yang Juanjuan's appearance.

Thinking of this, Ximenchan is going to come to pull out the jewelry on Yang Juanjuan's head, saying that this one is not well combed, so she will comb it again.

Yang Juanjuan hugged his head, dodged it, and said with a smile: "Sister, I like this. I want to show Xiaotian'er."

After saying that, Yang Juanjuan ran outside.

Ximenchan's eyes showed a trace of anxiety, seeing that she was about to run out, she hurriedly issued a restraint.

However, Yang Juanjuan walked out of the restriction and opened the door.

Ximenchan knew that she couldn't chase anymore, she stared at her hand blankly, thinking that there might be something wrong with her mana, why the ban didn't have any effect on Yang Juanjuan.

Yang Juanjuan ran out of the room, rushed to find Zhong Xiaotian, and yelled several times outside his door.

She didn't get a response, so she went to Qian Zang's place.

"Master, look, do I look good? My sister dressed me up." Yang Juanjuan ran up to Qian Zang, shook his head, and showed him his little head.

"Pfft!" Qian Zang had a terrified expression on his face, and the drink sprayed all over the floor.

Master actually reacted like this, she was so hurt.

Full of joy, Qian Zang's sip of wine sprayed it all away, Yang Juanjuan had a bitter face, frowned and asked, "Isn't it pretty?"

(End of this chapter)