Reborn 1990 Foodie Little Wife

Chapter 473
If you can't speak, don't speak!
What does it mean to comb a woman's hair frequently?She and Yun Ting have only been married for a few months, so who did she comb her hair before?Isn't this just to provoke?
Lin Mumu really wanted to beat Mrs. Ma, but she had a smile all over her face, and after she praised Yun Ting for her good craftsmanship, she praised Lin Mumu for her youthful appearance.

Reaching out to not hit the smiling person, Lin Mumu was unhappy and had to bear it for a while.

Yun Ting braided Lin Mumu really a very complicated scorpion braid, also known as centipede braid, which is a delicate braid with feet all over her head, like a scorpion crawling on her head.

This kind of braided hair is matched with ancient costumes, which really has an ancient charm.

"What beautiful hair, let's put on some makeup, Xiaolan, come and put on some makeup for Comrade Xiaolin." Sister Ma was tossing.

"No, I've never put on makeup." Lin Mumu refused embarrassingly, and turned to Yun Ting for help, but Yun Ting disappeared.

Yun Ting didn't want to be entangled by this woman, so he went to the side after combing Lin Mumu's hair.

Without Yun Ting around, Mrs. Ma was full of tongues again, and Lin Mumu was dizzy with a few words.

"Comrade Xiaolin, look at the performances in the army who don't wear make-up, even the men wear make-up. The performance is illuminated by lights. In that photo, if you don't make up, you will look like a white ghost. How unlucky.

The little girl just wants to paint, how beautiful.Put on more rouge, and put on some lipstick. Yes, this bright red one looks the best, and matches her clothes. "

Then Lin Shumu was painted with a big painted face for no reason.

Lin Mumu also thought that make-up is a necessary procedure for the show, and she doesn't know how to do it anyway.As soon as she wanted to, she let them toss.

But after tossing and looking in the mirror, Lin Mumu almost didn't cry out.

Panda eyes, monkey butt face, vampire mouth.

Such a fairy makeup is too scary.

"It's pretty, it's really pretty, this is what a little girl wants, and she's well-dressed." Mrs. Ma said enthusiastically, "Okay, it's time for you to play."

"..."

Lin Mumu didn't have a place to cry, she had such a ghostly look, and someone even skinned her into a big red silk gown, the same red as the bride.About to play?

"What are you doing in a daze, your guy is waiting for you." Mrs. Ma pushed Lin Mumu again.

Lin Mumu was definitely pushing ducks to the shelves, and was forcibly pushed onto the stage by several military wives.

It was only later that she remembered that she was here to play the flute, and she covered her mouth with her son-in-law, so no one should see it, right?

Before she played the flute, there was a guqin sound first, which was the same as the song she had chosen - the classic Chinese song "Blessing Lovers".

Lin Mumu was stunned for a moment, only to find that there was a man in black on the same stage as her, who was elegantly talking about Guqin.

Men talk about guqin, the style of painting is very beautiful, Lin Mumu once saw her master play it once.

Her eyes fell on the opponent's hand again.The slender fingers, the slightly protruding strong joints, and the bronzed complexion are all so familiar.

Is it Yunting? !

How could he play with her.

At this moment, Lin Mumu also forgot the terrible makeup on his face, subconsciously picked up the long bamboo flute, and played it to Yun Ting's rhythm.

The first half was played, and halfway through, Lin Mumu took the bamboo flute as a prop and began to sing the ancient tune.

Her original plan was to sing a cappella, but now, with Yun Ting's guqin accompaniment, it's not a complete cappella.

The voice of Lin Shumu is very clear and spiritual, which brings people back to the tranquility and beauty of the mountains and rivers.Some little soldiers cried when they heard this, they were homesick.

　ps: Add more absolute porcelain today, and add a few more chapters at 22 o'clock tonight~~~ Let's see how much I can write.

　　
　
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