Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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"Little dumb, don't worry, I will take you tomorrow. But, if the Son sees you, you have to serve the Son.

My dad said that the Son has the supreme right and is the king of all of our half-orcs. He can spoil any woman at will. "Huang Xiong is still a little worried.

"It is also my honor to be spoiled by the Holy Son." Feng Xingying casually made up an excuse for the fascinating girl, hearing Huang Xiong's expression of regret.

I had an appointment with Huang Xiong to see him tomorrow. When he took her to choose a maid, Feng Xingying said goodbye. The mystery disappeared and she returned to her space from Phoenix Sword.

She didn't even have a place outside, so she might as well go back to space to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Xingying was still dressed as an upper body and a lower body snake, shaking his big tail, and waiting for Huang Xiong to take her to participate in the selection of a maid.

"I really don't understand. Your woman is vanity. I heard that the Son is the King of the future. I heard that the Son is handsome. All the women in the city came to the election, crying and trying to be his maid." Huang Xiong Tucao: "Hurry up and close your tail, just like other women, learn to put on makeup."

Feng Xingying didn't want to be able to become a human with his current tail and quickly follow.

However, looking around, Feng Xingying was a bit discouraged.

This kind of makeup, she should not paint!

Watching the women around them learning the big shaman on the face, drawing various patterns, and colorful patterns, simply playing the face as a palette.

There is a bird painted here, a flower bush over there, and a colorful spider painted terribly.

"Can't you not paint?" Feng Xingying was scared to tears by their exaggerated looks.

"Isn't this beautiful? Our orc race is a race close to nature, and we should have the colors of nature on our faces." Huang Xiong said to Feng Xingying enviously:

"That's my sister Huang Dora, and her face is painted as the Lion Lion ancestor of the Lion Race. Beautiful."

"..." Feng Xingying didn't want to say, a good girl's face soared, and she felt really beautiful!

Different aesthetic views, how should we communicate?

Seeing Huang Xiong greet Huang Doula, Huang Doola held a brush and a color palette boldly, and wanted to make up Feng Xingying.

"Do you have to paint? I don't have the natural beauty like Dora." Feng Xingying was helpless.

"Girls are all beautiful. Haven't your seniors of the snake people taught you? On formal occasions, you have to put on makeup first."

But what makeup do you draw!

Feng Xingying thought about it, but he still had to enter the country as usual, and he could only grit his teeth: "I draw it myself!"

I saw Feng Xingying facing the bright spar mirror, holding the writing brush, and chose the rich black color, then the big red and blue color. This color is quite exaggerated!

Feng Xingying also cut out, she couldn't accept the painting of flowers, birds, insects and beasts on her face, she simply learned how to play Peking opera in the previous life, and painted a strong face on her face.

Huang Dora also looked curiously at Feng Xingying's face: "You paint so ugly, why do you paint so messy?"

"..." This is the national spirit! Where is it ugly? You tell me clearly.

Feng Xingying didn't talk to Huang Duola anyway, anyway, her face has become like this, it is difficult to change, Huang Xiong and Huang Duola, two lion brothers and sisters, can only regret it.

"You say you, you look good, as long as you draw a beautiful pattern like me, maybe the Son will be attracted to it. Why don't you know what to do?"