Chapter 33 Makeup

This week, Song Nanqiao spent the rest of the week preparing for temple fairs and trading competitions.

"When you think about the temple fair, what do you want to do with Xiao Wen?" The system wants Song Nanqiao to spend more time on Wen Wenyao.

"It should be what she wants to do with me. She seems to go there once a year, and she must be more familiar than me."

After a pause, Song Nanqiao closed the computer and replied.

If it wasn't for Wen Wenyao, with Song Nanqiao's character, she wouldn't even go there. The actual purpose of this temple fair is to accompany Wen Wenyao.

"However, if I can, I'd like to go with her to set the river lanterns."

Song Nanqiao thought about it. In his last life, when he attended various temple fairs, one of the most common things he did was to put on lanterns. If he could be with close people, it would be the best, and he would definitely have a different feeling. .

……weekend

The time for the temple fair is from this afternoon to tomorrow night. When Song Nanqiao was still sleeping late in the morning, Wen Wenyao called.

"Is my sister still sleeping?"

"Uh-huh……"

Song Nanqiao replied vaguely, then glanced at the phone, and it was only now that Wen Wenyao called.

"The temple fair starts at three o'clock. I'll be ready at two o'clock. Will my sister come to see me?" Wen Wenyao's tone revealed expectations. She also made a lot of preparations for today's event.

I want to give Song Nanqiao a better memory.

"it is good."

Song Nanqiao slowly got off the bed. It was getting late, and she was about to start taking a shower.

"I'll take a bath and come to Wen's house to find you in the afternoon."

"it is good."

... at two o'clock in the afternoon

Song Nanqiao straightened himself up and put on a light makeup. This is the second time he has come to this world to put on makeup. Looking at himself in the mirror, sure enough, after the straightening, he is much better.

"How do I feel, I look more and more like my previous life."

In her previous life, her facial features were delicate and cold, with a sharp jawline, a broad forehead, and a shrewd look between her eyebrows. But the original works tend to have a softer appearance. At first, Song Nan didn't like the original owner's face, but now he feels much better.

After taking his wallet, mobile phone and jacket, Song Nanqiao took a taxi and went to Wen's house.

At the gate of Wen's house, the housekeeper recognized Song Nanqiao at first sight, and after making a visit registration, he let Song Nanqiao in.

The housekeeper also knew that there was a temple fair today, and Song Nanqiao made an agreement with the young lady.

"elder sister?"

The girl stuck her head out of the window, the bangs on her forehead were rolled up, and she looked like she was wearing makeup.

"Sister is waiting for me for a while, I'll be fine soon."

She didn't want Song Nanqiao to wait, and after saying this, she put her head back, sat on her dresser, and let the makeup artist continue.

"Miss Wen is so pretty."

The makeup artist put some blush on Wen Wenyao's face. Wen Wenyao's face, even without makeup, is very beautiful. It is the best-looking and most harmonious facial features that I have ever seen.

"I really can't find a place to start." The makeup artist hesitated for a while, or else just put on a more natural look.

"Can you give me some eye makeup?"

Wen Wenyao looked at herself in the mirror. She usually does not wear makeup, her eyes are clean and delicate, and now she wants to try a different style.

"What kind of eye makeup do you like?"

The makeup artist opens the eyeshadow palette.

"A little more mature... a little more charming..."

"it is good."

Song Nanqiao on the other side was invited to the house by the housekeeper. The housekeeper came over for a cup of tea. It was winter, and after a cup of hot tea, Song Nanqiao felt warm in his stomach.

Wen's tea is really good...I will find a time to get a bag myself.

The tea time passed quickly. After a while, Song Nanqiao turned on his mobile phone. It has been half an hour now, and the event will start in half an hour...

The wait is quite long.

System: It's so slow... how long will it take?

It is also looking forward to going to the temple fair.

Song Nanqiao: Girls will be slow to put on makeup, just wait... Maybe there will be a surprise.

She is more patient because her makeup also takes a long time.

"Sister, I'm done drawing."

The girl stuck her head out from upstairs, her voice a little shy.

Song Nanqiao glanced upstairs, and with just one glance, he could no longer look away...

Wen Wenyao wore a warm-colored long dress today, with a solid-colored collar around her neck, white ribbons tied around her hair, and her smooth hair scattered on both shoulders. At first glance, it looked pure and sweet. But soon, Song Nanqiao noticed her eyes again, a pair of clear peach blossom eyes with ambiguous eye makeup, which is fascinating... Now it looks a bit attractive and mature.

Qing/Pure/Hanging/Department

There were only a few words left in Song Nanqiao's heart, and now she could hear her heartbeat.

"The eye makeup is so pretty..."

"Aren't people good-looking?"

"People are nice too."

It's over, at this rate, sooner or later, I will lose to Wen Wenyao's face.

When Song Nanqiao raised her head again, she saw the girl coming towards her, with a noble and elegant pace, an air of excellence, and she couldn't find any fault in her body.

Wen Wenyao looked into Song Nanqiao's eyes, and she could see clearly... Song Nanqiao was addicted to her.

That's right, that's it, she wants to use her skin like this. She wants Song Nanqiao to be obsessed with her and intoxicated for her...

"elder sister?"

The girl walked to Song Nanqiao and called out to Song Nanqiao in an intimate voice.

"Ah..." Song Nanqiao came back to his senses, and quickly opened a step away from the girl. It was too close just now.

The housekeeper was also stunned. She knew that Song Nanqiao had a good relationship with Wen Wenyao, but she didn't expect to be so close.

"Let's go..." Song Nanqiao turned his head stiffly, the car was already waiting outside, and it was almost time to pass.

"it is good."

Wen Wenyao did not hold Song Nanqiao's hand for the first time in the world. Song Nanqiao now only felt that his arm was empty and uncomfortable.

But she can't be cheeky to pull other people's hands...

After the two boxes of people got into the car, they both sat in the back row. After the window was closed, the faint scent of Wen Wenyao's body spread to Song Nanqiao.

The scent on Wen Wenyao's body was very good, it didn't look like a perfume, but it wasn't like an ordinary shower gel or shampoo, it came from her own body without any modification.

Today, she is extraordinarily reserved, not clinging to herself like before, maintaining a wonderful sense of distance from Song Nanqiao.

temple fair

The crowd was dense, and when the windows were closed, some chaotic sounds could be heard. When Wen Wenyao got out of the car, he became the brightest spot in the crowd, and the men and women around him all cast their gazes over.

With a different look, he stared at Wen Wenyao.

Stunning, shocking, admiring, admiring... and, some boys' rude eyes...

Wen Wenyao noticed it, and pulled Song Nanqiao's sleeve, Song Nanqiao immediately understood what she meant.

"Don't worry." Song Nanqiao took the initiative to embrace Wen Wenyao's shoulders and let Wen Wenyao's body lean towards her.

In the eyes of others, Song Nanqiao's actions are swearing her sovereignty. The girl in her arms was also very useful, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing this scene, everyone understands that this beautiful lady has already owned a famous flower.

"I'll take a picture of you."

Song Nanqiao took out a pair of cameras, which the original owner used to take pictures of Wen Wenyao secretly before, and all of them were pictures of Wen Wenyao. Song Nanqiao has checked this camera before, and the pixels are not bad.

"Okay." Wen Wenyao raised a smile, of course she would not refuse.

After finding a good spot, Song Nanqiao lit the light well, and after focusing, he aimed at Wen Wenyao's face, and with a click, a beautiful and flawless photo appeared on the camera.

Song Nanqiao glanced at it and kept it silently. Sure enough, the original owner liked to take pictures of Wen Wenyao so much, not without reason...

It's so beautiful, without any retouching, she can kill any female star in the entertainment industry casually.

"Does it look good?"

The girl waved her hand in the distance and asked expectantly.

"It's good-looking, you look good no matter how you take it."

Song Nanqiao raised the camera again, what she said was true, this girl, her appearance is so perfect, she looks good no matter how she takes pictures.

Twenty minutes later, Song Nanqiao's camera had many more photos of Wen Wenyao, which could be printed out and given to Wen Wenyao later.

Wen Wenyao walked to Song Nanqiao's side, took the initiative to hold Song Nanqiao's hand, and the two walked to some food stalls.

"I want to eat this..." Wen Wenyao glanced at the stall in front of him, it was selling shaved ice...

"It's winter, is it okay to eat ice?"

"No problem, I just want it, it doesn't matter if I can't finish it." Wen Wenyao's eyes were bright, she hadn't eaten anything with ice for a long time.

"If you can't finish eating, I'll help you eat it." Song Nanqiao took out his wallet and bought one for the girl. There is no problem with eating these for his body.

"OK."

Wen Wenyao found out that the shaved ice was winter now, and it was cooler to hold it in her hand, so she couldn't hold it.

"I'll get it, you can eat it."

Song Nanqiao put the camera in his bag, took the hailstone in Wen Wenyao's hand, and handed Wen Wenyao a spoon.

"Well." She naturally agreed, because Song Nanqiao was caring about her body...

The sweet shaved ice was put into the girl's mouth, it was cool and refreshing, and she also brought a lot of red beans into it. After Wen Wenyao took a bite, he took another spoonful and put it in Song Nanqiao's mouth.

"Open your mouth."

"it is good……"

Song Nanqiao bit the spoon. The owner of the shaved ice shop just gave them only one spoon. The one he uses now is the one that Wen Wenyao just used.

Similar experience, it seems that they have used the same pair of chopsticks before. I don't know why, Song Nanqiao only felt that his cheeks were a little hot, and it was obviously hailstones in his mouth.

The author has something to say: the next two chapters

It's the heart of the love line

Do not miss!

Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2021-03-25 12:22:43~2021-03-26 13:52:39~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 28 bottles of Wangyou°; 3 bottles of 50270435; 2 bottles of Cats;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!