"Draw one side." Xi Yancheng opens his mouth with beautiful lips.

Gong Mo Yi found that his lips were born with a slight radian, but was covered by his iron and blood. If the same facial features were put on her second brother, it would be another temperament.

Thinking of Gong Mo, Gong Mo Yi's heart suddenly sank down.

The next second, Xi Yancheng's hand on the back of her chair retracted and gently raised her chin.

He looked at her for a moment and continued to draw the eyebrows on the other side.

Gong Mo Yi this just realizes, this guy is giving her thrush, also don't know whether he appreciates the level in the end or not.

After all, can he really thrush a man who mixes troops every day with a group of rough men? It's not a straight eyebrow, is it?

The heart so uneasy to think, but dare not move, for fear of worse.

Only by the man gently pinched her chin, with a pen in her face to do what he wanted.

"All right." Xi Yancheng finally accepted the pen, the lip corner slightly raised, the voice low magnetic: "small Mo Yi, you look at the mirror."

Gong Mo Yi turns his head and looks at himself in the mirror.

Beautiful eyebrows, clear eyes, lips. Full and crystal petals, a face small and delicate.

Her eyebrows, which she thought would be covered by him, did not have any problems at all, as if she should have been like this.

Gong Mo Yi was surprised. Before he opened his mouth, he saw Xi Yancheng lean over again. His cheek almost touched her and broke into the mirror together.

"Satisfied?" He asked.

Gong Mo Yi has to admit: "you draw very well."

Then she turned to look at him.

Exactly, Xi Yancheng turned his head.

As a result, the two people because of this movement, lip. Flap almost stick together.

Gong Mo Yi Lian is busy to shrink back.

She pursed her lips, pressed down the ripples in her heart, and raised her eyebrows at Xi Yancheng: "it seems that Cheng elder brother is quite experienced."

Xi Yancheng smiles and doesn't answer.

Gong Mo Yi meaningful way: "comparable to the makeup artist's technology, how many times have you painted before?"

Xi Yancheng approached her, the tip of his nose almost stuck to her, his eyes were looking at her deeply, and his voice was low magnetic: "Xiao Mo Yi, do you want to ask me about my previous love history?"

Palace Mo Yi blinked: "I didn't ask."

Xi Yancheng laughed and touched Gong Mo Yi's nose: "if you promise to be my girlfriend, I'll tell you."

Palace Mo Yi rolled a white eye: "I am not curious!"

"Is it?" Xi Yancheng laughed: "I will tell you."

Gong Mo Yi knows the implied meaning of this guy's words is that she will be his girlfriend sooner or later, so he will tell her then.

Hum, he looks like this, certainly did not know how many girlfriends he made! She won't!

Gong Mo Yi some uncomfortable thinking, see Xi Yancheng Bang se appearance, just want to hit him two fists.

She checked her make-up again to make sure it was ok, so she went aside to read the lines.

The sketch has been practiced with Xi Yancheng and other comrades in arms for many times. In fact, Gong Moyi has already recited it, but now she doesn't want to pay attention to that obnoxious guy, so she completely leaves him aside.

She is reading the lines, but he has been looking at her. When Gong Moyi feels that the more he looks like the essence of his eyes, he is going to get angry. Xi Yancheng comes over.

He squatted down, and her line of sight, the tone of his mouth became serious: "none of them."

Gong Mo Yi ignores.

Xi Yancheng took the script out of her hand: "xiaomoyi, there is no other girlfriend. I was very busy in school before, but I didn't make friends with her after I went to the army. I only like you, and I haven't been interested in anyone else. "

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