Looking down at Si Tu, whose face was blushing, Si Quan's mouth curved up, and his eyes seemed to be full of bright stars.

It turns out that my sister is also shy.

Putting away the brush, Si Quan leaned over slightly, leaning against her ear, blowing hot air, and said in a low voice,

"My sister's face, why is it still red?"

The blushing elder sister looked very much like the lotus cake she made for him.

want people to take a bite unconsciously and swallow it into the stomach.

Pushing the person away, Si Tu raised his arm and fanned himself, saying,

"That's because the heater in the house is burning too hot! It's hot!"

Anyway, she refused to admit it, what could he do?

But Siquan just smiled, his black eyes were full of doting, as if he was looking at an unreasonable child.

What happened to this inexplicable role swap?

Obviously she is the elder sister, she should show some momentum.

Situ just straightened up, turned his head to face himself in the bronze mirror, and his attention was immediately diverted.

Hiss, the painting is not bad, much better than her level.

"How about it, I'm still satisfied with my drawing, isn't it?"

Drawing eyebrows and lips is what he learned best at the Men's College.

"Good craftsmanship, first time painting?"

The distance between the two was widened, and Si Tu's face returned to normal, and he could even joke a few words.

"Of course, I'll only draw for my sister alone."

After all, he went to the Men's College for the sake of his sister.

"That won't do!"

A dignified emperor, what does it look like to paint her eyebrows and lips all day long!

If the old officials of the previous dynasty knew about it, it is estimated that a single spit of Xingzi could drown her.

"Why can't I do it? It's only natural for me to put makeup on my sister."

Si Quan didn't think this was inappropriate, on the contrary, he was still complacent.

Raising her small chin, Si Quan gradually approached, his eyes full of affection.

The hot and humid breath sprayed on the tip of her nose, and the temperature in the air gradually rose.

Well, she blushed again.

Who made the little villain always flirt with her?

"My sister's eyebrows don't seem to have been drawn yet. I'll draw my sister's eyebrows."

Si Tu's delicate face is particularly small on Si Quan's big palm, and those eyes are full of brilliance and brilliance.

Seeing that he felt pity in his heart, he just wanted to hold people in his arms and love them.

It's a pity that my elder sister doesn't seem to be very close to him.

This matter can't be rushed, anyway, they still have time, and it will take a long time to come to Japan.

It turned out to be just eyebrow painting, she thought she wanted that for what?

startle her.

This script is wrong. Ordinarily, in Siquan's cognition, she is his eldest sister.

The eldest sister is like a mother, so he probably just wanted to paint her eyebrows.

Tsk tsk, I never imagined that one day I would be a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

System: Silly host, rollover online.

Silently give some wax to his host, hoping that the villains of all planes can show mercy.

After all, she's just a nerdy idiot.

So bright love can't feel it, take it.

Situ shrank his neck, trying to get out of his control, but unfortunately his chin was tightly clenched by him.

"Elder sister, don't move, otherwise the painting will not look good after a while."

Holding the eyebrow pencil, Si Quan lowered his eyes and gently brushed her eyebrows.

Si Tu's cheek was pinched by him, and his lips were pouting because of the force, and his words were not clear.

"It looks like a brow so wide that it doesn't need to be drawn."

Anyway, she has to go back to the palace in a while, so she has to take off this dress.

Why is the painting so delicate, and then she has to unload it by herself!

But Si Quan, as if he hadn't heard, drew her eyebrows on his own, with a focused and serious look.

Si Tu looked at it and felt that he was more serious than when he criticized the memorial.

Forget it, let him go.

In ancient times, Zhang Chang painted eyebrows for his wife, and was laughed at as "Zhang Jingzhao's eyebrows".

Today, it is a good story to have him paint the eyebrows for my sister.

Si Quan used dark powder to outline the eyebrows little by little, but it took a while before a pair of small mountain eyebrows were drawn.

"Sister, look, how did I draw you?"

Si Quan chuckled lightly and raised his head, like a child who wants to be appreciated by adults.

Turning his head, Si Tu looked at himself in the bronze mirror, with a crooked head and crescent eyebrows, Qiong nose and red lips, he really felt a bit like a bride.

The eyebrows are also very well drawn. Si Quan has this skill, so his future queen will be very popular.

If she hadn't made up her mind to retire, she would definitely have gone to attack the villain.

It's not too late for the host to attack now, his favorability has risen by ten points.

If the host makes persistent efforts, it will not be a problem to brush to 100.

How does drawing an eyebrow still increase the favorability?

Could it be that this is a good way to develop a relationship between siblings?

System: Damn siblings!

Isn't drawing eyebrows the joy of the boudoir between husband and wife?

The little villain can't even see such an obvious mind. Does it want to change the host now?

"It's getting late, sister, we should go back."

Holding up her chin, Si Quan became more satisfied the more she looked at it, but her well-dressed face couldn't be seen by others.

Just as Situ was about to get up, he was covered with a red cloth covering his head.

Immediately after, she fell into a warm and familiar embrace.

"After struggling for so long, my sister is tired, so let me carry you back."

The power palm supported her soft waist, and a strong possessiveness grew wantonly in places she could not see.

Endless, endlessly to death.

so good

The elder sister belongs to him alone.

The garrison in the yard lined up in two rows, and when they saw the two come out, they lowered their heads to avoid suspicion.

Until Si Quan returned to the carriage, these people dared to raise their heads.

Looking at each other, they silently forget everything they saw today.

It is about the royal family. If there is false news, how many heads will they have enough to chop off?

Oh, even the exact news cannot be passed on!

Back on the carriage again, Si Tu lifted the unsightly hood and took a breath of fresh air.

"When I go back to the Taiji Temple later, I'll have to cover my hijab because of the grievances."

Si Quan's fingertips tapped the small desk, and some calculations and bottomless paranoia quietly overflowed from the depths of his eyes.

She was indeed his eldest sister, but so what?

After two lives, he doesn't want to leave regrets in this life.

I originally thought that as long as I stayed by her side and protected her, it was enough.

But the cravings are difficult to pacify, which is the degenerate nature of human beings.

Once you taste a little sweetness, you will expect more sweetness.

Even if it is arsenic, he is happy

It's a pity that Si Tu was arranging his clothes and didn't notice his abnormality.

It's just that instinctively, she always felt as if she was being targeted by a wolf, with hairs on her back.

creak-

The carriage went to Xuanwumen, and after Siquan showed the gold medal, the guards let go immediately.

Walking through the long corridor, the Taiji Temple, which could have been reached in less than a cup of tea, took a long time today.