Chapter 179 Young Master Xia Is Very Good at Serving Women

Si Yiyan's knowledge is better than hers, and how can he not know the metaphorical meaning of a man's hair for a woman, so he deliberately teased her, and she couldn't help being angry: "You lied to me!"

Si Yiyan's eyes were full of smiles, and his face was so beautiful that it was shockingly beautiful: "I didn't say that I didn't know, I just wanted to hear you tell me."

Wen Xinya laughed back angrily, "You're clearly being presumptuous." Then she saw that he deftly gathered her hair behind her ears with his fingers, tied her hair up in a bun casually, and then inserted a jewel flower hairpin into it. Her hair is fixed, with big gemstone flowers, red, yellow, blue, green, purple, black and white, colorful and bright, very beautiful: "The movements are very skilled! It seems that Master Xia often combs hair for women, and Young Master Xia serves women It really has a set."

"I don't just serve any woman. The only woman in this world who I am willing to serve is you, Miss Wen!"

Si Yiyan looked at the look of annoyance on her brows, put on the necklace and earrings for her one by one, then reached out and picked up a sapphire ring, held her right hand, the loop of the ring rested on her middle finger and Between the ring fingers for half a second, she put the ring on her middle finger with a slight sigh.

"Come on, you comb your hair more dexterously than me!" Wen Xinya looked at the sapphire ring on her middle finger. The blue gemstone was beautifully cut. If you look closely, you can see the shape of a viburnum flower. Each petal of the flower , are very delicate and beautiful, the ring seems to still have the temperature between Si Yiyan's fingers, and there is a burst of heat between the middle fingers, which rushed to the heart, and she couldn't let it go.

"Your hair is very beautiful and suitable for curly hair, so I learned something from Wan Niang before, just waiting for this day to come." Not only this day, but also every day in the future, Si Yiyan said casually, but his eyes But staring at the person in the mirror with a dark tide.

The warm and elegant lips trembled slightly, thinking of her previous life, she had the urge to burst into tears, yes... People who don't like you will always just admire your beauty, praise and regret.

In the previous life, no matter how much he liked her hair, he never thought of curving it for her. He let her mess it up and let it loose, and he had nothing but regret.

"Let's go, we don't have much time." Sure enough... There is still such a person in her life. After the amazing years, all that is left is empty sadness, and that person has dyed every bit of her life. left his mark.

"Okay!" Wen Xinya suddenly recovered, and asked again: "Where are we going?"

Si Yiyan looked at the person in the mirror, and said calmly: "Take you to a place!"

"Where?" Wen Xinya asked.

"I'll know when we get there." Si Yiyan pretended to be mysterious.

"What! I always like to play tricks." Wen Xinya couldn't help but despise the person standing behind her, reflected in the mirror, and stood up from the chair.

"Wait!" Si Yiyan suddenly called her!

"Didn't you say that time is running out?" Wen Xinya stared at him dissatisfied.

Si Yiyan ignored her, and just opened a box with a colored round lid. The box was very small, only the size of a palm. This was the box used by ancient women to store rouge and gouache.

"What is it pretending here?" Wen Xinya couldn't help asking, could it really be rouge and gouache, and Si Yiyan still has the habit of applying rouge and powder for women? She couldn't help but look up, dear...you are a man, don't let me be disillusioned, okay?

Combing a woman's hair is an expression of courtship and affection, but putting on powder for a woman is weird.

Si Yiyan saw her looking at him strangely, and knew that this girl must be thinking wildly again, so he tapped her forehead lightly: "What are you thinking wildly about?"

"It hurts!" Wen Xinya stared at him sadly.

"Here is the prepared Luozidai, which is used for thrush!" Si Yiyan took out the eyebrow pencil and gently dipped it in Luozidai...

Since ancient times, Huamei has held the metaphor of raising eyebrows together, and love is as new as new. Wen Xinya hurriedly tried to stop him, but his movements were faster than her words. General indigo.

"I'll do the rest by myself." Wen Xinya felt a chill between her brows, which seemed to seep into her heart, making her heart moist. This feeling was so deep that it made her a little flustered .

"The thrush can only be done by one person, otherwise the drawn eyebrow will be asymmetrical and it won't look good." Si Yiyan gently brushed over her other eyebrow, and sure enough, the drawing was exactly the same, and it was done in one breath. Lingering as beautiful as distant mountains.

Si Yiyan carefully looked at her face in the mirror and couldn't help sighing: "It's no wonder that ancient women were so keen on thrushing their eyebrows so early. Many literati and poets described beauties, and they also liked to have their eyebrows recited poems. There was even Zhang Chang as his wife in Han Dynasty. The splendor of the thrush has been handed down to this day."

Her black eyebrows are as beautiful as a painting, as magnificent as mountains and rivers. From a distance, it seems that there are clouds and fog hidden deep in them. There is a stream of crystal-clear water, with blooming flowers and white clouds in it, which is amazingly beautiful.

The warm and elegant smile was a bit reluctant: "Now it's fine!"

"Wait!" Si Yiyan opened another box and took out a makeup brush.

Wen Xinya got up quickly: "This is already very good, there is no need to draw anything."

"I said wait, so I'll wait!" Si Yiyan pressed her shoulders with moderate strength, which didn't hurt her, and made her unable to struggle. He looked directly at her flustered eyes in the mirror, with There was a scorching heat like moths to a flame.

"Didn't you say you don't have much time?" Wen Xinya's heart was flustered, Si Yiyan kept getting along with her, not tepid, let her get along with him, as if everything seemed that way Naturally, the relationship seems to be a matter of course, but she has never realized that this is an ambiguous distance that can be attacked and retreated.

But at this time, he was just tying her hair, and Huamei took a step forward, breaking the ambiguous distance, making her feel flustered, wanting to escape, but feeling trapped by him.

"If you don't do your makeup well, you'll be rude when you go out." Si Yiyan casually picked up the makeup brush, and gently dipped it in Diandai. The white color has a clear and lustrous luster. He lightly brushed it between her eyebrows To put it lightly, a petaled flower appeared between her foreheads, the pale flowers shone with white light, almost blending with the white as fat skin, if it wasn't for the beautiful and delicate white halo, no one would have noticed the beauty of her forehead. Tin makeup.

Si Yiyan's body slowly moved in front of her, his cheeks getting closer inch by inch!

Wen Xinya tilted her head back inch by inch: "The painting is finished! Let's go then!"

"Don't move!" Si Yiyan's low voice was overbearing, and a trace of seductive cleansing slowly sprinkled on her cheeks along with the hot and humid breath.

Wen Xinya seemed to be dazed, her body became stiff and motionless.