MTL - School Heroine Secretly Loves Me-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 for a while. In his last life, when he participated in various temple fairs, one of the most common things he did was set off lanterns. If he could be with close people, it would be the best. , there will definitely be a different feeling.
…weekends
The time of 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?"
"Huh? Huh..."
Song Nanqiao answered vaguely, then glanced at her phone, and it was only now that Wen Wenyao called.
"The temple fair starts at three o'clock, and I'll be ready at two o'clock. Will my sister come to me?" Wen Wenyao's tone revealed expectations. For today's event, she also Do a lot of preparation.
I want to give Song Nanqiao a better memory.
"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 in the afternoon to find you."
"Good."
…2pm
Song Nanqiao straightened herself up and put on light makeup. This is the second time she has come to this world to make up. Looking at herself in the mirror, sure enough, after straightening, she is much better.
"How do I feel, I look more and more like my last life."
Her facial features in her last life 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.
Getting 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 knows that there is a temple fair today, and Song Nanqiao has made an agreement with the young lady.
"Sister?"
The girl stuck her head out of the window, the bangs between her foreheads 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 and most harmonious I have ever seen The facial features do not need to be modified at all.
"I really can't find a place to start." The makeup artist hesitated for a while, or 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, and her eyes are clean and delicate. Now she wants to try a different style.
"What kind of eye makeup do you like?"
The makeup artist opens the eyeshadow palette.
"Mature... Charming..."
"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 is winter, and after a cup of hot tea, Song Nanqiao feels 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 now been half an hour, and the event will start in half an hour...
It took a long time.
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 surprises.
She is more patient because her makeup takes a long time.
"Sister, I drew it."
The girl stuck her head out from upstairs, her voice a little shy.
Song Nanqiao glanced upstairs, and with just one glance, she could no longer look away...
Wen Wenyao is wearing a warm-colored long dress today, with a solid-colored collar around her neck, white ribbons tied around her hair, and soft hair scattered on her shoulders. At first glance, it looks pure and sweet of. 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.
Clear/Pure/Hang/Department
There are only a few words left in Song Nanqiao's heart, and now she can hear her heartbeat.
"The eye makeup is so pretty..."
"Aren't people good looking?"
“People look good 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 at Song Nanqiao's eyes, she could see clearly... Song Nanqiao was addicted to her.
"Sister?"
The girl walked to Song Nanqiao and called Song Nanqiao with an intimate voice.
"Ah..." Song Nanqiao came back to her senses, and quickly opened a step away from the girl. It was too close just now.
The housekeeper was also stunned for a moment. She knew that Song Nanqiao and Wen Wenyao had a good relationship, but she did not 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.
"Good."
Wen Wenyao did not hold Song Nanqiao's hand for the first time in the world. Song Nanqiao only felt that the arm was empty and uncomfortable.
But she can't have the cheek to pull someone's hand...
Today, she is extraordinarily reserved, not clinging to herself like before, maintaining a wonderful sense of distance from Song Nanqiao.
Temple Fair
With a different look, she stared at Wen Wenyao.
Stunning, shocking, admiring, admiring... and the impolite glances of some boys...
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.
Now Song Nanqiao's actions, in the eyes of others, 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 secretly photograph Wen Wenyao 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.
Finding a good spot, Song Nanqiao lit the light well, and after focusing, aiming at Wen Wenyao's face, with a click, a beautiful and flawless photo appeared on the camera.
Song Nanqiao opened her eyes and saved 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 looks 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 it.
Twenty minutes later, there were many more photos of Wen Wenyao in Song Nanqiao's camera, 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.
"I'll help you eat it if you can't finish it." Song Nanqiao took out his wallet and bought one for the girl. There is no problem with his body eating these.
"Okay."
Wen Wenyao found out that the shaved ice is winter now, and it is cooler to hold it in her hand, she can'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 concerned about her body...
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."
"Okay..."
Song Nanqiao bit the spoon, the owner of the shaved ice shop just gave them a spoon, and now she is using the same 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.
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