Yang Chunhua blinked.
beauty?
She had never thought that this word would be applied to her,
She smiled and said: "Xue Yao, if you tell me again, I will really take it seriously."
Fu Xueyao: "This sentence will become true later."
Fu Xueyao's makeup skills are pretty good.
When I was in college, I liked to do various styles of makeup.
At first she thought about becoming a beauty blogger.
But after thinking about it, she gave up. She prefers to share her different daily life on social media and learn different types of things.
When Fu Xueyao was putting on makeup, Qiao Wanzhi was watching curiously.
Although she bought cosmetics, she actually didn’t know how to use them.
Anyway, she always felt that she was much uglier with makeup than without makeup.
There is not enough time in class every day, so the most used of these things is lipstick.
Apply it when your complexion is bad, and you will feel refreshed.
Fu Xueyao put down the tools in her hands: "Okay, the facial makeup is over."
This was the first time Yang Chunhua put on makeup. At this time, she only had one thought in her mind, that it was finally over.
It feels like my butt is going to be numb.
She moved her hips uncomfortably.
It turns out that the girls in the art troupe suffered so much every time they performed on stage.
But compared to her discomfort, Yang Chunhua felt that it was too troublesome for Fu Xueyao. Putting on makeup was taking up so much time for her.
She subconsciously wanted to touch her face again, but thought of the makeup powder on her face and put it down again.
Except for sitting for too long, the feeling on my face is quite comfortable.
Fu Xueyao's technique was very relaxed, like a thin feather sweeping over her face.
Her eyes were also very focused, which was why she was so nervous.
During the makeup process, Fu Xueyao reminded Yang Chunhua to relax more than once.
But every time I finished speaking, I still sat on the sofa, motionless.
It was as if she was afraid that if she moved, the makeup would not be completed.
"Next comes the hair."
Fu Xueyao put down Yang Chunhua's tied hair and combed it with a comb.
He couldn't help but muttered: "It would be great if I had a curling iron."
A good hairstyle is often crucial.
Sister-in-law Yang's face shape and makeup are suitable for making big waves.
It just so happened that her hair was long and black.
If you really want to make it out, you will be a bright and beautiful woman.
Qiao Wanzhi, who was sitting aside, asked, "Xue Yao, do you want a curling iron?"
Fu Xueyao was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."
Qiao Wanzhi stood up and said, "Then wait for me for a while."
Within two minutes, Qiao Wanzhi brought the curling iron.
It looks very dated.
Qiao Wanzhi: "My dad brought this to me from Hong Kong City two months ago. He said that many girls there would use this to perm their hair at home."
"It just sat idle for two months next to me."
In fact, she didn't plan to be idle at first.
She also turned on the electricity, looked at the hairstyles of fashionable girls in magazines, and prepared to make an identical hairstyle herself.
As a result, she managed to burn herself.
Fortunately, it only caused a few small blisters and no scars.
But she never used it again.
"Okay." Fu Xueyao rolled Yang Chunhua into a fluffy French wave.
After rolling it, I sprayed a thin layer of gel water on it to set the shape.
Yang Chunhua still hasn't seen herself with makeup on.
She swallowed nervously, turned her head carefully and asked the two of them, "Are you okay?"
Qiao Wanzhi's eyes were filled with surprise: "It's very beautiful."
"Sister-in-law, you look like a female star in a TV series right now?"
I really didn't expect that these cosmetics can produce such effects.
If she hadn't just been sitting there, I wouldn't have believed it.
Which step started the qualitative change?
Eyebrow? Or eyes?
It doesn’t seem like it’s all of them, it’s the combination of them all that produces such a big effect.
Before, she thought cosmetics were just like this.
Except for the easier-to-use lipstick, everything else is superfluous to her.
Now it seems that she just doesn't have the skills.
Yang Chunhua pulled her clothes nervously, and it was obvious that her ears were starting to turn red.
"Female star, this is too exaggerated."
But the look in their eyes didn't seem to be coaxing her.
Fu Xueyao smiled and pointed to the mirror hanging on the wall of the sink: "Sister-in-law, why don't you confirm it later."
Yang Chunhua hesitated for a moment, then walked in.
When he looked up and saw himself in the mirror, he gasped.
Is this really her?
Are her eyes that big? Is the nose so straight and the lips become smooth and dewy?
Looks at least five years younger.
Yang Chunhua felt like her but not like her.
She couldn't help but raise her hand and smooth the hair beside her ears.
Fu Xueyao asked: "How is it?"
Yang Chunhua's head is still a little dizzy now.
After a while, she said blankly: "It's really beautiful."
She was so beautiful that she couldn't believe that the person in the mirror was herself.
She looked at it a few more times, as if she couldn't get enough.
Qiao Wanzhi scanned Yang Chunhua carefully: "There seems to be something missing."
Fu Xueyao agreed: "Indeed."
Yang Chunhua asked puzzledly: "What else is missing?"
Is this still a bit bad?
For the first time, she felt that she was beautiful.
Qiao Wanzhi turned her head to face Fu Xueyao. The two looked at each other and smiled, and then they said in unison: "Clothes."
A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Sometimes this is true.
Sister-in-law Yang is wearing relatively plain clothes today, all in inconspicuous dark colors.
Yang Chunhua took a closer look, and it really didn't seem like a good match.
Yang Chunhua: "Then what should I wear?"
In her opinion, Fu Xueyao and Qiao Wanzhi are both very fashionable girls.
The clothes I wear are beautiful every time.
Other people's opinions, including his own, were not as reliable as the two people in front of him.
In the end, Yang Chunhua listened to Fu Xueyao's advice and wore a red polka-dot skirt.
This dress was a birthday gift that her family, Lao Li, bought her two weeks ago.
This is also the first time she has received a birthday gift from him.
But after wearing it once, she stopped wearing it.
Yang Chunhua felt that the color was too bright for her, but it looked beautiful on a young girl.
But now it is surprisingly suitable.
She walked around in front of the mirror twice more.
"Xue Yao, how come you know everything?"
This was the first time she felt that someone could be so powerful and good at all kinds of things.
Fu Xueyao smiled and replied lightly: "Practice makes perfect."
Qiao Wanzhi blinked her big eyes: "Is it my turn now?"
Heart of beauty in everyone.
Her heart was already ready to move.
Fu Xueyao: "Yes, yes, it's your turn."
Half an hour later, Qiao Wanzhi's makeup was also finished.
Fu Xueyao gave her a clear summer makeup.
