Farming Little Hot Wife: dumb husband spoils nonstop

Cough, cough.

Du Cao almost choked to death. What's the guarantee of no delay? What's the delay?

Why is the child so complicated in his young age?

"Come on, let's go. Remember to keep calm no matter who you see when you get there, you know?" Du Cao looks at Ji Shumo with some worry, for fear that the child will lose control and go crazy when he sees his enemy.

Ji Shu Mo doesn't know who is coming yet. He thinks about it carefully and nods: "don't worry, I won't be impulsive."

"Well, I believe you." Du Cao gently smiles, then takes Ji Shumo's hand and walks towards Yichun courtyard.

Sure enough, entering the door, Du Cao saw Qing'er waiting at the door.

"Miss Du, are you here? Sister Hong asked me to take you directly to the backyard. " Qing'er came forward with a smile.

Duckweed nodded: "I see."

Qing'er quietly looks at Ji Lyric ink behind Du Cao: "Miss Du, who is this?"

"Just call me grass. This is my assistant." Du Cao waved his hand generously, not used to the name of Qing'er.

Qing'er nodded: "sister grass, how did you find such an ugly person to be your assistant?"

Cough, this girl is really straightforward.

Seeing Ji's face getting darker and darker, Du Cao chuckled and then pulled Ji's arm: "gone."

"You can't judge by appearances."

Ji expresses Mo to be angry, not salty white clear son one eye.

The black boy is quite horizontal.

Sunny child is not very old, he was so fierce, clever shut his mouth, changed to silently make complaints about it in his heart.

Duckweed is behind, can't help but want to laugh.

Ji Lyric Mo is the most depressed person now. How to say that he was also a noble childe who was loved by everyone before. Now that his noble spirit is gone, it's all right. Even his beauty is gone. At this point, he has to be ridiculed by one smelly girl after another.

Entering the backyard, Du Cao was startled by the dozen people in front of him: "all of them?"

"Yes, sister Hong said that all the people here should be dressed up." Qing'er smiles gently.

I'll go. What kind of noble man is this? Such a big appetite!

Can the kidney stand it?

"I think it's necessary for me to have a good talk with red sister about the reward." Before, Du Cao thought that it was just a few representatives, but he didn't think that it was almost the whole staff.

Looking at this posture, Du Cao is more curious. What is the origin of this big man?

"Come on, girls, line up. You stand in line according to your age. I'll make up for you." Du Cao clapped his hands. I'm afraid some of them are tired today.

When people heard this, they covered their mouths and chuckled. They stood in a row and were in a mess.

Ji Shumo was bothered by the chatter of these people. He stood behind Du Cao and frowned,

Du Cao looked at Ji Lyric ink this way, immediately feel some funny: "small ink, you come here, help me."

"What?" Ji xumo came forward and bent down to listen to Du Cao.

"Take out everything in the box." Du Cao pushed his alley.

During this period of time, Du Cao took the time to make a set of make-up brushes. Because it was ancient and the conditions were limited, he had to make do with the hair on the horse's tail.

However, although there is no way to compare it with the modern one, it's just a treasure here. This way, you can get twice the result with twice the effort.

"Ah, grass, what is this?"

Ziyi and ducao are already very familiar with each other, so naturally they are not constrained. They come together and play with the make-up brush. They are very curious.

"Make up brush, you'll see the magic in a moment." Du grass light smile, and then poked purple arm: "Purple sister, you tell me, what is the big man?"

"This can't be said, it will kill people." Purple clothes face serious, shook his head.

It is very serious.

When Du Cao looked at the dozen girls, he probably had a number in his mind: "first, get me the brush, ink, paper and inkstone. I'll draw down the relative hairstyle. You can do it yourself."

Ziyi knows that the hand of duckweed is magical.

When you make up, it turns decay into magic. When you comb your hair, it's basically like chicken feet.Therefore, soon brought ink and ink paper inkstone.

Du Cao was lying on the table, thinking hard. It took about half an hour to get more than ten hairstyles.

"Hairstyle design is very expensive. I really think I'm at a loss!" Du Cao looked at the dozen pieces of paper and wanted to cry without tears.

"Don't worry. If a big man is happy, she will benefit from you. Red sister is not a mean person." Purple dress patted Du Cao's shoulder lightly, looking at her this distressed appearance, only feel very funny.

"Are you sure?"

Du Cao was a little suspicious. Last time he just came in for a walk, he lost three hundred Liang!

Three hundred Liang!

Think of here, Du grass's heart, still dripping blood.

"Cough, grass, don't forget, this is Yichun hospital." Purple some pet drown of rub Du grass hair.

Well, yes, yes.

Don't speak ill of their masters in other people's territory. Work hard!

Duckweed rolled up her sleeves and began to make up these great beauties.

In fact, sometimes Du Cao is still a little curious. How did red sister do it? She collected so many beauties all at once?

Look at this skin. It can be broken by blowing. Don't make up too well, OK?

Because I know that most of those people in the capital have the character of being and standing again. When they come to the place of fireworks, they still have to be mediocre and elegant.

Therefore, this time Du Cao is a traditional Chinese painting.

In each girl's shoulder with oil painting, but also attached to an ambiguous poem, the face is clean and pure light makeup.

One by one, they look like fairies coming down from the murals. There is no dust at all, but they are full

This is a kind of beauty of abstinence, looming, people can not stop, but do not have the heart to start too soon.

When Du Cao works, he is very attentive. His eyes are full of stars. It seems that the whole person can shine, which makes people unable to move their eyes.

Especially Ji Shumo, it's a kind of enjoyment to watch Du Cao work like this.

Two people have never cooperated before, but Ji Lyric Mo is able to pass the things that Du Cao wants to use at every just right time, and cooperate seamlessly.

In a flash, it seemed that there were only two people left between heaven and earth. Although they didn't speak or even make eye contact, the girls around them still felt the passion of lightning and flint.

Ziyi stood by and laughed.

It's really lucky to meet such a man in this life. It's really not easy.

Although make-up looks simple, but in fact it is also a very physical work.

In the middle of the melt, the duckweed felt that her arm was about to break.

Tired of jilted to jilt oneself ache wrist: "Niang of, hereafter also don't accept this kind of living."