Yaoyao's face was covered with white powder. When she opened her mouth to speak, the powder would fall down. There was an unknown amount of blush on her cheeks, which were as red as a monkey's butt. Her originally slender willow-leaf eyebrows were painted
It has become a thick unibrow, crawling on the face in a curved way, and the black paint around the corners of the eyes is completely comparable to that of a panda... The big and bloody mouth that I saw before has now become the upper half of the face.
Red, with an inky black lower part... This color match is too weird! It's scary...
Yaoyao's colorful little face, after being greeted by Leng Haofeng with tea, Yaoyao wiped it with her hands very simply. Now, it can really be described as horrible!
"Yaoyaona, your makeup today is so beautiful! You are so unique!" Mrs. Leng praised her very kindly with a smile on her lips. It was so interesting to see her son Leng Haofeng's sudden change of expression!
Looks good? Leng Haofeng's tea-drinking hand shook, and he poured the tea directly onto Yaoyao's face. Then the tea in his mouth spat out, and finally there was a violent choking cough.
"Haofeng, you are so rude! Why don't you give Yaoyao a wipe quickly?" Mrs. Leng's face turned cold and she asked Leng Haofeng with a serious face,
"Want me to wipe it for her?" Leng Haofeng's handsome face turned ferocious, looking very incredible.
"Don't wipe it? Do you still want to drink it? Who told you to squirt tea all over Yaoyao's face!" Leng Ran's words were even more outrageous, and what he said was called righteous speech...
Leng Haofeng glanced at Yaoyao with cold eyes, threw a piece of handkerchief and said: "Wipe it off yourself..."
Yaoyao glanced at the handkerchief casually and let it fall to the ground. She tried her best to show her aggrieved look, shrugged her shoulders, and said softly: "How dare I bother Brother Haofeng!"
"Leng Haofeng, are you going to wipe it or not? Just one word!" Madam Leng shouted angrily and slapped the table, causing several cups to be splashed several feet high!
Leng Haofeng had a gloomy face, bent down to pick up the handkerchief on the ground, closed his eyes, and walked towards Yaoyao's direction. He really didn't have the courage to wipe off such a "bad" artwork with his hands, well, Yaoyao's makeup.