I, the first son, became a woman

"Juan'er, mother also hopes that you will accept your body sooner, so you can be happy."

Mrs. Zhou's complexion changed, and she sighed and put down the rouge box.

"Actually, Juan'er, how can mother not understand what you said?"

"It's just...whether it's you, or your eldest sister, second sister, or third sister."

"You are all a piece of meat that fell from my mother's body, and you are all the people that my mother cares about the most!"

"Sometimes my mother is thinking, if there is no accident that happened that time."

"Juan'er, will you still be as happy and lively as before..."

The voice couldn't help trembling a few times.

Madam Zhou lowered her head, took out her handkerchief and wiped her eyes.

"Mother...I..."

Seeing Mrs. Zhou like this, Xia Juan also felt guilty for a moment, and felt depressed.

once……

She is indeed as lively and cheerful as her third sister.

But... that seemed to have happened in the previous life.

Some things, once lost, can never come back.

A piece of white paper stained with dye, even if re-stained white.

It can't change the muddy and colorful under the white surface.

Xia Juan is like this now.

only……

That's all...

Mother just wants to paint my makeup, apply rouge, and tidy my hair...

Humph, whatever she wants.

Anyway, I was just a rag doll played by God.

Now being played with by my mother as a toy, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

There was a bitter and helpless sneer in my heart.

Xia Juan pursed her lips, the shallow dimples seemed to make people drunk.

"mother."

"Since you want to put rouge on me and do my hair..."

"Then I'll make an exception today and let you mess around!"

"But it's okay, only today!"

"Really?"

The sobbing Mrs. Zhou stopped abruptly.

The handkerchief in his hand also stopped suddenly.

She lowered her head, as if she was still shedding tears, as if she had been greatly wronged.

"of course it's true."

Xia Juan shrugged helplessly and smiled warmly.

"You are my mother, without you there would be no me."

"Anyway, I'm a waste now... I don't have anything to do, so I can do whatever you want."

"That's great!"

With a pinch of the fingers, the handkerchief was squeezed out of water and thrown aside.

Mrs. Zhou changed her face in Sichuan opera, and the crying face just now became carefree in an instant.

"I knew Juan'er really wanted it in her heart!"

Squinting her eyes, Mrs. Zhou walked behind Xia Juan as quickly as lightning.

"Mom?! You just... were you acting for me?!"

Xia Juan was taken aback, and stared at Mrs. Zhou with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Anyway, you agreed anyway!"

Next to Xia Juan, Xia Lingqiu, who was pressing down on Xia Juan's shoulder, also had a treacherous smile and was gearing up.

"You...you..."

"All right……"

He raised his throat in one breath, hesitated to speak for a while.

Xia Juan stammered a few times, but finally shook his head and sat back in his original position.

"Forget it, I lost to you."

"But it's okay, it's really only today!"

"Hey! That's right!"

Mrs. Zhou smiled with her eyes like crescent moons, and nodded in satisfaction.

The rouge box was pulled out again without anyone noticing.

"Juan'er, mother guarantees that you will be unable to extricate yourself and become addicted to it in the future!"

"Then I'd rather dive into the Yellow River and drown alive!"

In the midst of moaning and sighing.

A finger stained with rouge quickly and gently wiped his cheek.

Xia Juan was dejected and slumped in the chair drowsily.

Look at yourself in the bronze mirror.

A trace of helplessness drifted into the distance with the candlelight swinging in the wind.

……

I just found out that there is a discount, so I will send you more, so this chapter does not need monthly tickets...

Chapter 564 Makeup

"Juan'er."

"Juan'er, wake up!"

"Um?!"

Open some blurry eyes.

Xia Juan frowned slightly, looked at the dim light in front of her, and couldn't help yawning.

"I... where is this?"

The eyes are just a little clearer.

Once again, it was covered with tears from yawning.

Xia Juan stretched out her finger, and subconsciously wiped her eyes.

Who knows she just raised her hand.

Xia Lingqiu reacted suddenly and grabbed her arm.

"Huh?! Third sister, what are you doing?"

With the lazy nasal voice that just woke up, Xia Juan made a cute voice like glutinous rice.

"A Juan, it's not easy for my mother and I to make up your makeup."

"Don't accidentally erase our hard work!"

Let go of Xia Juan's hand.

Xia Lingqiu shrugged, and pointed to the bronze mirror in front of Xia Juan.

"Your blood?!"

Frowning brows twisted on a pair of sleepy eyes.

Xia Juan yawned again, and lazily turned her head away.

Then he saw a blurry figure in the bronze mirror.

"Oh, beauty..."

Xia Juan turned her head helplessly and smiled coldly.

"Third sister, in the middle of the night, why did you suddenly..."

"and many more!!!"

The eyes that were half asleep and half awake suddenly widened!

Xia Juan woke up eighty-nine points from the drowsy drowsiness just now.

When she came back to her senses, she was surprised for a while, and quickly turned her head to look into the bronze mirror.

It was that strange and perfect woman who just passed by in a flash.

Then...could it be...

Blinking his eyes, he wiped away all the blur and tears in his eyes.

Xia Juan moved her body and moved slightly closer to the bronze mirror.

In an instant, a strange yet familiar face was revealed little by little under the reflection of the bronze mirror like rippling water.

The woman in the bronze mirror.

His skin was as white as snow.

It is the eyes of stars like a deep pool.

It is the eyebrows of the soft moon like willow leaves fluttering.

It is as big as a night pearl, with a small exquisite mouth that is as rosy as a cherry.

That long black hair that was a little unmanageable.

At this moment, it was also combed neatly and smoothly by the wooden comb.

It was gently inserted by a small pendant jade hairpin, and tidied up.

The shiny glass picks, and the honeycomb-shaped jewelry items as thin as onion wings.

I don't know when it has already hung on my hair, making a trace of vitality appear in the monotonous black.

Xia Juan couldn't help twisting his face.

The girl in the bronze mirror also made the exact same expression at the same time, which made Xia Juan unable to accept it for a while.

The person in the bronze mirror.

it's me? !

Compared with the elegance of plain makeup.

With makeup on, she looks more like a dignified and generous lady in charge.

Xia Juan couldn't help but glanced lightly.

She had to admit that the self in the bronze mirror now looked more decent than she had ever been.

but……

"What is this?!"