Tan Yutong was helpless, but he still nodded and said:

"OK, I know. You are jealous. I promise you, it won't be better next time."

Mo Chongyan smiles, hugs people into his arms and says softly, "this is my good wife. I know I'll worry, so I don't do anything at all."

Tan Yutong turned his eyes helplessly. Unfortunately, Mo Chongyan couldn't see it at all.

"Well, don't delay my make-up, you know my time is very precious now."

Smell speech, Mo Chong speech just don't give up of loosen Tan Yutong, let her leave.

Tan Yutong also uses her own cosmetics. Who knows how many people have used those things. When she went out today, she didn't make up. Now that she is in a bad situation, she can't be inferior.

Tan Yutong's action is very fast, almost just take out the make-up bag, it has been finished.

On the one hand, because Tan Yutong is not the protagonist after all, it is not suitable to be too amazing. On the other hand, Tan Yutong has a good foundation. Only a little embellishment will be enough to be amazing. There is no need to do superfluous things.

Seeing that Tan Yutong was almost finished, Mo Chongyan stepped forward and said to him:

"wife, come on, I'll give you a thrush."

Tan Yutong, holding the eyebrow pencil in his hand, turns his head and looks at Mo Chongyan in disbelief, as if he is doubting whether he has heard the wrong thing just now.

Mo Chongyan took Tan Yutong's eyebrow pencil with a smile and said in a soft voice:

"you didn't hear me wrong. I just said that I would give you a thrush."

Tan Yutong eyebrows slightly pick, rather reluctant appearance, asked: "Mo Chongyan. Do you really know how to thrush? Don't ruin all my make-up, will you

Mo Chongyan also learned from Tan Yutong's appearance, eyebrows slightly pick, said: "in your eyes, I Mo Chongyan is such a bad man? Can't even thrush your wife? "

Tan Yutong did not speak, but his eyes seemed to say: Yes, yes, in my tan Yutong's heart, your Mo Chongyan is an image of zhunjue.

However, Tan Yutong just thought about it in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. He stepped forward and looked as if he were dead at home and said:

"come on, I'm willing to be a mouse for you. I don't think it's good-looking. I'll mend it myself."

Mo Chongyan turns his mouth and feels extremely uncomfortable about Tan Yutong's distrust of him.

But when I think about it, he has never helped Tan Yutong draw eyebrows before, so he doesn't care about it. After all, he has never seen it. How can we know what his real strength is.

"Well, time is coming. Do you want to draw or not?"

Tan Yutong nodded and said, "come on, come on, I'll practice for you."

"Then close your eyes, and I'll give you a feeling of light."

Tan Yutong helpless, heart said: you don't scare me, is already a surprise, back to my eyes a bright feeling?

However, although the heart is to think so, but Tan Yutong or very with the eyes closed.

Mo Chongyan stooped, holding an eyebrow pencil and a faint smile on his lips.

If it wasn't for the fact that Tan Yutong closed her eyes, she would probably feel that Mo Chongyan was playing with her, trying to embarrass her intentionally, rather than really feeling happy, and would not feel that Mo Chongyan's smile was a manifestation of self-confidence.