When Sister Sun wanted to wear wigs for Yan Nanzhi and the other two, they were strongly resisted.

Don't ask, asking is an idol burden.

Sister Sun approached with a purple wig, and Yuanxiao hugged her weak and helpless but big-minded self with horror: "I don't want it--"

"You scream, no one will come to save you if you scream." Sister Sun cooperated with the Lantern Festival's sudden drama singer and smiled and approached with a wig.

Atractylodes grabbed his hair, looked at his face with a mirror, and looked at his face with a serious look: "I want to be an idol, how can I wear wigs? Or long hair, if I look better than the audience, wouldn't it hurt their hearts-"

Yan Luo: "No, they will only be more excited."

Atractylodesis:?

In addition to different types of fans such as girlfriend fans, wife fans, passers-by fans, mother fans, aunt fans, beauty fans, career fans, etc., there is also a kind of fans called clay powder.

Who can't let her long-haired beauty girl shout "Wife, I can!!" after she changed her sex?

Yan Nanzhi had a stinking face, "I don't want to wear this! I am a school bully and I want to go back to dominate the campus."

Yan Luo: "It's okay, go back to be a school beauty."

Yan Nanzhi was angry: "I don't want it!!"

Yan Luo mercilessly exposed him: "A group of little kids who have not passed the second grade and the second grade are competing to be school bullies and younger brothers, childish!"

Yan Nanzhi laughed at her: "Then you are a little kid younger than me. I have a high school education at least, right? What about you? You don't even have a primary school diploma!"

Yan Luo:...

She became even more determined to send several cars of teaching aids and homework to the younger brothers and the children here when they go back. If they have a primary school diploma, their elder brother would not be ridiculed so badly.

Yan Luo was angry and embarrassed: "I don't care. If you don't wear this wig, I will..."

Yan Nanzhi grimaced at her, looking very slouching, "How about it?"

Yan Luo smiled evilly: "I will release the old sow that was locked in the pigpen!"

Yan Nanzhi's smile froze on her face:?

Sister Sun shouted here helplessly, "Little Luo, Lantern Festival is not going to cooperate."

Yan Luo looked at the naughty child over there, and Yuanxiao hugged his head and pretended to be dead in an ostrich shape.

"Lantern Festival."

Yan Luo called Yuanxiao, his tone was calm and oppressive.

Lantern Festival continued to pretend to be dead and remained motionless.

Yan Luo starts the countdown to death: "Give you three seconds, three, two--"

It was like before being beaten, my mother had a warning countdown.

Lantern Festival stood up from the chair with a "rubbing" and staunched his neck, "I! Just wear it!"

He didn't want to admit defeat, but she was a woman who could capture the big white goose and the old sow alive, standing at the top of the food chain.

Yan Luo nodded with satisfaction, "Be good."

There was the last one left, and Yan Luo turned his gaze to the last uneasy master.

Atractylodes smiled and tried to bribe Yan Luo with his bright smile, "I'm not afraid of sows, nor are I as cowardly as Lantern Festival."

"real?"

Yan Luo broke his fingers, and the clear joints made a few crisp sounds.

Atractylodes's eyes were wide open innocently, "Are you willing to hit me?"

"I'm not only willing to let it go--" Yan Luo walked towards him with his eyeshadow palette, with a dangerous smile, "I'm still unethical."

Atractylodes swallowed, subconsciously wanted to stand up from the chair and run, but was pressed tightly by a pair of powerful green jade hands.

Yan Luo bent down to look at him, and his eyes collide with his two pairs of brown eyes. Their faces were very close, so close that they could see the tiny fluff on each other's faces clearly, and felt the warmth of each other's rapid breathing hitting his cheeks.

Atractylodes subconsciously slowly closed their eyes.

Yan Luo looked speechlessly at Atractylodes, which was like the heroine of the TV series Little White Flower, with her eyes closed, "What are you doing with your eyes closed?"

It made her forcefully do anything vulgar to him.

Atractylodes' eyes opened, and his face turned red in an instant, and he smudged his cheeks and hot ears from his neck.

He stuttered, his voice trembling with guilt and shame. In order to hide his panic, he also raised the volume, "You, me, my eyes are in the sand?!"

"Then why are you blushing?"

"I...I..." Atractylodes stuttered and slapped himself with his hands stiffly, "I'm too hot, I'm wearing too much clothes today."

Yan Luo nodded, picked up the long red hair placed on the table, looked down from above, and said fiercely to the young man sitting on the chair, "Close your eyes."

Very fierce...

When Atractylodes Atractylodes was shocked, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Before he could react, Yan Luo quickly covered his hair net on his head and put the red wig on it.

Then he turned around and picked up the eyeshadow plate that he placed on the table. He moved quickly and efficiently. He picked up the eyeshadow brush and swept his eyeshadow. He bent down and carefully spread the color on Atractylodes' eyelids, "Don't move."

Atractylodes Atractylodes were dissatisfied with her fierce tone and attitude, and muttered, "Don't be mad at me..."

"Okay, I won't be cruel to you." Yan Luo sighed and said helplessly.

This is a naughty kid.

【Why are you standing there? Screenshot!】

[Why are you taking a screenshot? Stay there!]

[Who can refuse a little hamster who will weakly shout "Don't be mad at me"!]

[Wake up, this is a giant rat that is as high as 1.88 meters tall.]

【Shasha, I want to hear the hamster call my sister——]

[A boy like this must be very good when he cries, right?]

[A boy like this must be funny when he cries.]

【Whose bitter tea fell on my head!!】

Yan Luo was skillful in his movements and quickly completed the makeup of Atractylodes. Although her main business was not a beauty blogger, she had contacted many makeup artists at least. During her blogger, most of the makeup was done by herself. Over time, she could put on good makeup.

"Open your eyes."

Atractylodes carefully opened their eyes. The eyelashes that looked like butterfly wings were long and thick without applying mascara, and they were trembling slightly.

The clean and clear eye makeup was particularly harmonious on his fair face. When he opened his eyes, the brown eyes were particularly clean, lively and timid, just like a lost deer accidentally bumped into the mist of the bamboo forest with Zen sounds.

The long hair was not inconsistent on his face. A strand of hair dropped from his shoulders and gently brushed across his face, adding a bit of pity to his eyes, and his facial features were delicate and deep, and a bit of coldness.

This is not a beauty who is!!

Who is!!

Yan Luo's voice was inexplicably choked.

He is also red-haired, and he always feels that he has been defeated. What's going on...

Yan Luo stretched out his little hand that was ready to move, suddenly grabbed his fair and smooth face without pores, and pulled it to both sides. Her jealousy made her look unrecognizable and said sourly, "What are you doing with such good skin in a big man?"

After venting anger, she let go of Atractylodes' face. The red marks were particularly obvious on her fair face. Atractylodes covered her face and looked at her with a condemnation.

Yan Luo turned around pretending to be unaware and changed the subject, "Who else do you want to wear a wig?"
Chapter completed!