Doting warm wife first

Chapter 308 The Huge Project of Nail Polish (2)
But when he thought of Crowe's expression just now, Justin's eyes suddenly darkened again, "Even if you hit me up, you can't shake Bao Jieao's position at all!"

A good son became a vegetable because of Bao Jieao, even so, Crowe didn't make any punishment, it's really partial!If the positions of Dilanke and Bao Jieao were reversed today, it is estimated that Dilanke's life would have been lost long ago!
"But it doesn't matter." Justin's tone softened, but his big hand squeezed Dilanke's wrist tightly, as if to wring it alive, "At least with your free sacrifice, Crowe With a little more separation from Bo Jieao, my chances will naturally increase a lot!"

Dilanke was still lying quietly on the bed, ignorant of Justin's madness.

"As for you, just keep sleeping like this." Justin stood up straight, wiped his hands vigorously, as if he touched something dirty just now, and walked straight outside, his steps suddenly stopped, "By the way, doctor, Please come in and take a look, Dilanke's needle seems to be congested."

Justin's grip was too tight just now, causing Dilanke's original injection to return to the blood directly, and the hanging medicine bottle was full of bright red blood, which made people look very shocking...

The villa did not have the tense and dignified atmosphere in the hospital, on the contrary, it was full of joy and leisure.

Bo Jieao sat across from Qing Dai, his usually indifferent face was full of caution, he carefully held Qing Dai's tender paws in his big hand, and took a deep breath.

"Really let me come?" Bo Jie swallowed proudly, doubting himself for the first time, looking at the orange nail polish beside him with trembling eyes.

I don't know where Qingdai came up with this thing, she just wanted Bao Jieao to paint her nails, it's cute and flattering, how could Bao Jieao, a guy who has no concentration when he meets Qingdai, resist live?He obediently nodded his head in agreement.

But let him hold a knife and a gun, there is no problem at all, he is absolutely chic, but this... Nail polish, this is the first time he has come into contact with it in his life!

"En!" Qing Dai nodded heavily, looking at Bao Jieao expectantly, but couldn't help but chuckle in her heart, fortunately she had a sudden thought, if she could not see Bao Jieao's embarrassing appearance that is rarely seen in ten thousand years ?
Seeing the anticipation in Qingdai's eyes, Bao Jieao felt even more stressed. He took a deep breath, then picked up a small bottle of nail polish next to him, carefully twisted it open, and poked the brush head hard before taking it out. , carefully picked up a finger of Qing Dai with his big hand.

Qing Dai was sitting on the sofa, her eyes were full of cunning, and the contrast between a tough guy like Bo Jieao who was holding such a girly thing was really stark, but it's a pity that he couldn't take a picture with a camera, otherwise he might still be famous in history!
Qing Dai lowered her head and watched, Bo Jieao wished to bury her whole body on her fingers, a pair of big palm-leaf fan-like hands made the nail polish small and exquisite, layer after layer of nail polish was painted on Qing Dai by Bao Jieao on the slender nails.

It can be seen that Bao Jieao's technique is very rusty. From time to time, he would rub the nail polish on the outside of her nails, and had to wipe it off with toilet paper again and again. Even so, Bao Jieao's expression was surprisingly cautious and formal, As if doing something earth-shattering.

The attitude is sincere, but the effect... Ha ha!
Qing Dai raised her hand and carefully looked at the result of half an hour of hard work by Bao Jieao. The slender nails were thickly coated, some were thin and some were thick, and they were not even at all. A layer of dirty things went up, without the slightest sense of beauty.

Bo Jieao naturally knew that his craftsmanship was not very good, so he gave a wry smile helplessly.

"Look at it." Qing Dai has done her teacher's demeanor, looking at Bao Jieao with shining eyes, "I will only teach you once, if you can't learn it, forget it."

The corner of Bao Jieao's mouth twitched into a slight smile, he was a big man, if he learned what to do with this thing, he was just going to fool Qing Dai.

"If it's done well, at night..." With Bao Jie's eyes turning, Qing Dai knew his plan, and threw out a bait calmly, not afraid that Bao Jie would not take the bait.

really!Hearing Qing Dai's unsatisfactory words, Bao Jieao became energetic in an instant!Even the eyeballs lit up!
"Look at it." Qingdai said and demonstrated, picked up the nail polish brush that was spoiled by Bao Jieao, swung it around in the bottle, evenly stained the nail polish, and gently applied it on the other nail Sweep and apply a thin layer, "See? That's it, it's easy to make."

The nail polish brush in Bao Jieao's hands that didn't listen at all fell into Qingdai's hands, but it became a very good baby, who can do whatever he wants, very obedient!

Qingdai's nails are already full in shape, and a layer of orange-red nail polish adds a bit of charm and enchantment, making them look tight.

easy?Simple?
Bo Jie'ao's fiery heart cooled down again when he saw the nail polish handed by Qing Dai. Such delicate skills were not suitable for him at all, but when he thought of Qing Dai's promise just now, Bao Jie'ao's heart was born again. There was some commotion.

Otherwise, try again?

Qingdai also saw the hesitation in Bao Jie's proud eyes, and quickly struck while the iron was hot, and said coquettishly, "Come on, I just want you to paint it on me!"

Just such a sentence really softened all the hard bones in Bao Jieao's body, how could he say "no"?
No, he grabbed the nail polish brush again as if he was facing a big enemy, and repeated the steps just now. Under Qing Dai's guidance, Bo Jieao's effect this time finally improved to a higher level than before, but compared to Qing Dai's own There is still a world of difference in craftsmanship!

Bo Jieao became interested at the moment, without waiting for Qingdai's urging, he started to fight with the nail polish, he didn't believe it, could he still beat this little thing?

Finally, Bao Jieao, who has been busy for a long time, has a work that can be sold. I saw that Qingdai's ten fingers were used as experimental products by Bao Jieao, and none of them survived. The colors are uneven, only the last one can barely be called "good-looking".

"How is it?" Bo Jieao's expression at the moment looked like a big boy asking for rewards, "You can't go back on what you said, let me do whatever I want at night."

(End of this chapter)