Concubine training the night king

Chapter 46 Mother-in-law, you still have the face to smile 3
"Thousand-year-old black ink?" Fang Xiaoxiao didn't expect that ink could be divided into ages?However, what did he say to himself?
"Very expensive?" Isn't it, he is a dignified Lord of the Night, he is not so stingy, is it that it hurts so much to use a little ink of his?
Mochizuki gritted his teeth silently, and said word by word: "This ink can't be washed off..."

He touched the few spots of ink splashed on his face, and said fiercely.

"What...?" Unwashable ink?And this thing?

Fang Xiaoxiao's face was full of disbelief, and she hurriedly pushed the ink away.

Taking the mirror on the dressing table, Fang Xiaoxiao looked at her face, and then exclaimed: "It's over!!!"

Disfigured, this is really disfigured.

Her cute little nose, why did she get such a big drop of ink, as if she had some kind of birthmark.

The corner of the eye is fine, the volume of the ink is not too big, and it can be covered with bangs.

"Mother, you have ruined this king's face." Mochizuki Wuyin saw that she was only looking at her own face, and made a dissatisfied voice.

Fang Xiaoxiao turned her head, but she didn't expect his fear to be even more frightening than her own.

There is such a big drop of ink on his cheek... and the one on his chin, which is not small... It looks a bit like a matchmaker in a TV show.

Thinking of the matchmaker, Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing: "You...you...haha!" As long as Fang Xiaoxiao thought of Mochizuki Wuyin becoming a matchmaker, she couldn't help laughing.

"Mother, do you still have the face to smile?" This woman is so heartless, she can still laugh after making herself like this?

Fang Xiaoxiao tried hard to stop her smile, and then asked helplessly, "Then what else can I do."

Although she felt guilty about her skin, she thought that if she returned to modern times, she would be able to use her body again... So, she didn't worry so much.

Instead, it was him, his face was now made into this appearance by herself, and she found that she didn't feel any guilt in her heart...

Seeing his face getting more and more ugly, Fang Xiaoxiao smiled dryly: "Then I'll go and call Doctor Liu here."

Since Liu Ziye failed to escape and lost her body last time, she has always had a bad impression of him.

"Don't go!" Mochizuki Wuyin grabbed her arm and looked into her coat. She was dressed like this, and she was going out?

"Then your face..." She looked at him in surprise.

"It's not impossible!" He looked at him with extremely deep eyes.

"What way?" Looking into his eyes, she just felt a bad premonition that he would never let go of this opportunity to torture herself.

"You made this king's face like this, right?" He grabbed her hand and pulled the belt in front of him, his eyes tightly locked on hers.

Fang Xiaoxiao nodded hurriedly when she heard his heavy breathing.She didn't mean to evade responsibility at all, why did he act like he was interrogating himself.

"Then shouldn't you take the responsibility you should take?" He moved closer and sprayed his warm breath on her cheek on purpose. After a while, her cheeks turned red, and she saw At this scene, his mood suddenly improved.

Fang Xiaoxiao thought about his words carefully, and then nodded.But why, did she feel the breath of conspiracy?
(End of this chapter)