Back then, when Ji Yao was rescued by Jia Xiaofu and the two exchanged names, he seemed to have said the same thing: "We have just met each other for the first time. How can we call each other by our names so casually? It is unreasonable. If you don't mind, I will

Can I call you Ayao?"

The memory is still vivid, as if it were yesterday.

The picture is so profound that it is like splashing ink, and the force of the pen penetrates the back of the paper and is deeply imprinted in Ji Yao's mind.

Thinking of this, Ji Yao's eyes became a little sore again.

In order to prevent others from noticing the abnormality, Ji Yao blinked his eyes quickly involuntarily to dissipate the bit of mist stuck to the roots of his eyelashes.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he saw Fu Xiao coming out with a small bag.

Ji Yao watched with bated breath - Fu Xiao mysteriously took out half a thin piece of stuff from it, pointed it at her face from a distance, and carefully trimmed it with a pair of golden scissors.

"What are you doing now?" Ji Yao asked.

Fu Xiao sorted out the fallen debris on his body, stood up, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, sat down on Ji Yao's side, and showed her what he had in his hand.

The thing in his hand was as thin as a cicada's wings, very soft, and seemed to be somewhat translucent.

"This is?"

Ji Yao has never seen what this thing is before, but he heard Xiao Xiao once mentioned that there is a face-changing technology, and it seems that this kind of thing is used.

However, since he heard this from others, Ji Yao was not sure and did not dare to guess the true purpose of this object.

Fu Xiao took off the lid of the porcelain bottle, dug out some paste with a silver spoon, nodded and said, "It's just a prop for disguise."

The stuff on the silver spoon tastes a little weird, the top note is stuffy, and the back note hits Tianling Gai directly, it's like using a stinky sock that hasn't been washed for several days to carry a small pound of stinky tofu, it's very irritating.

Ji Yao was wary and wanted to shrink back, but he didn't expect that the hem of his skirt was pressed by Fu Xiao's noble buttocks, and he didn't get up.

But when she was doing this, half of her calf was almost exposed.

Fu Xiao naturally saw it, and immediately turned his face and said "Sorry", then moved towards the car door. Hearing the rustling sound of Ji Yao adjusting his dress weakened, he turned around.

"What is that thing?"

But in the blink of an eye, Ji Yao took advantage of Fu Xiao's turn to escape to the other side.

Fu Xiao held the porcelain bottle with his thumb and forefinger, and the remaining three fingers were curled up comically, holding the piece of soft leather with slight force. With the other hand, he put the silver spoon under his nose and shook it, which also wrinkled.

brow.

"This is the original base cream for facial shaping."

Fu Xiao's expression was a bit indescribable, "It's just that it's been left for a long time, so it has a bit of a strange smell, but it shouldn't affect its use."

"Wait a minute, don't move!" Ji Yao saw that Fu Xiao was moving closer to her, and hurriedly stopped him: "Not to mention how long it has been there, why did you look like this when you took it out?

"

"Isn't this the opportunity I haven't used in a long time..." Fu Xiao explained.

Ji Yao still had a defensive posture and shook his head nervously: "Don't even think about using this kind of three-no product on me. What if I lose it? My life is not more valuable than yours.

But you can’t mess with it like this!”

"No, Sister Ji and Young Master Ji have been using this product all over their face for half a year. There are no side effects." Mo Die was listening outside the car and felt that it was necessary to resolve the deadlock at this time, so he spoke on his own initiative.

G.

It's to be expected, the words don't sound breathtaking.

Fu Xiao happened to be close to the door, and when he heard Mo Die talking nonsense, he couldn't help but kick the back reflected in the door curtain, and whispered in a hateful voice: "You are the only one who talks a lot!"

Mo Die said "Hey" and started to groan. Fu Xiao wanted to scold him again, but a figure flashed in front of his eyes.

"You damn kid, who do you call Sister Ji?"

Ji Yao lifted up his skirt and just raised one foot after scolding him. Before he could kick it down, the wheels of the car were bumped by the gravel on the road and started to shake.

Logically speaking, this level of shaking is considered within the normal range while rushing on the road, but as I said before, Ji Yao's body is really a bit weak.

This was great. In the flash of lightning, Fu Xiao didn't even have time to react. Her center of gravity was unsteady and she knelt on the ground.

It was so hard that his head hit Mo Die's back...

"Oh my god, what are you doing? You scared me to death. Why are you so energetic?" Mo Die was crying and howling outside, while Fu Xiao was struggling to hold back his laughter...

His shoulders were shaking subtly, and seeing that Ji Yao seemed to have no intention of getting up, he poured the small spoon into the bottle, put one hand under her arm, and helped her up.

Ji Yao lost a lot of face, and his expression at this time can only be described as deathly pale.

"Your knee..." Fu Xiao cleared his throat and asked with concern, "Are you okay? It hurts just now."

It was okay if he didn't ask, but Ji Yao felt even more embarrassed when he said this.

She covered her face for a while, and her eyes widened when she saw the vial in Fu Xiao's hand through the gap between her fingers.

"That thing works, right?" Ji Yao said in a daze, as if he was possessed by a demon: "How about you please give me a different face? I've figured it out and don't want face anymore for the time being."

Fu Xiao saw her serious look, which was pitiful. He didn't know how much he wanted to laugh, but he held it in and didn't dare to speak for fear of spilling the beans.

Ji Yao said to himself: "Why do you still say one thing and do another? I have risked my life, are you reluctant to part with it? Oh, that's right. Jinyin Villa should use good things, this kind of thing looks like

It’s still too extravagant to come... I’m afraid it’s not worth using it on me, it’s definitely not worth it.”

"puff."

Fu Xiao finally couldn't help it anymore and said softly: "This is not a question of luxury or not. Even if I helped you change your face, what happened just now... wasn't it still you? Do we know that?

What’s the difference between not changing it and not changing it?”

Ji Yao let out a desperate "Ah", then sighed again, covering his face with his hands tightly, leaving only half of his face.

"I just pretended I didn't see it..."

Fu Xiao tried to comfort Ji Yao, but saw two lumps of dust on her tooth-white coat and skirt, and several threads were broken on the patterns embroidered on it. The thread ends were proudly sticking out, as if to tell the world that this dress was

The host had just made a big salute and couldn't help but ask again: "Is your knee okay?"

"It's okay..." Ji Yao rubbed his face in despair and weakly asked Fu Xiao: "What was the ointment you took just now? What was it for?"

"Ah, this."

Fu Xiao pressed his eyebrow arch with his index finger, followed it all the way down the bridge of his nose, pinched the tip of his nose, and replied while gesticulating: "Xucheng, where we are going to go in a while, has few Han people and many Hu people. If you look at it now,
Chapter completed!