Potion

Dongling Nanzhi was puzzled when she heard this. Dongling Nanzhi had spent a lot of time looking for medicine to treat her scars these days.

Even the insects have been found. I'm afraid I've made preparations in advance for the potion this time.

It seems that Dongling Beichen really moved his mind... Or he had other purposes.

Dongling Beichen was not a simple person. The more easily he could see through his actions, it was not so easy to be seen through.

Tang Lingxi tilted his head and smiled. Dongling Beichen just let go of her shoulder and took back her hand. He only felt that the palm was greasy and the remaining temperature did not disperse.

Tang Lingxi looked at the soft light on his face and laughed. His arm accidentally touched his arm. Unexpectedly, the strange feeling of crisp and numb spread all over the world.

Because Tang Lingxi wanted to shoot makeup again, Dongling Beichen also went in person. The bald person in charge was afraid of another situation. He found two reliable staff to go in and drove everyone else out.

"Is your hair all right?"

Dongling Beichen stood behind her, looked at her hair stained with water and reminded her.

"It's okay."

The girl in charge of make-up nearby trembled slightly. Tang Lingxi looked at her suspiciously, and then looked in the mirror - sure enough, Dongling Beichen's face was not very good.

"It's autumn. Be careful to catch a cold."

Said, Dongling Beichen stretched out his hand to another girl. She was nervous and incoherent. She was scared out of words immediately.

Tang Lingxi was embarrassed to see his movements.

"Don't always scare people. Just tell them if you have anything. She's not the same as Zhou Zao. She's a roundworm in your stomach."

Dongling Beichen was in a good mood unexpectedly. The girl's address to others was really different, so her face was mild: "hair dryer."

The girl who made up hurriedly rushed over, took the hair dryer and handed it to him respectfully, and then retreated to one side. Tang Lingxi was a little surprised. Before he spoke, he felt that Dongling Beichen put down his long hair and gently pulled it in his hand.

The sound of the hair dryer was very light and the temperature was appropriate. Dongling Beichen's hand had been gently stroking, and occasionally her fingertips could touch her scalp.

Tang Lingxi didn't speak and didn't dare to look up to the people in the mirror. He just felt as if he was staring at him with strange hot eyes. He was nervous and very happy.

Dongling Beichen also knew that she always had a simple mind and would be moved by very small things. Her hair slipped in her palm, like ripples on the calm lake in her heart.

"Thank you for today."

Dongling Beichen paused on his hand, raised his hand to touch her head and continued to blow her hair.

"It's also yourself. If it's useless in the morning, you may be laughed at today."

Tang Lingxi pouted. He really didn't open the pot. He almost quarreled about it yesterday. Today, he felt uncomfortable.

But for the sake of his dedication to himself, he won't remember villains!

"Then you'll laugh at me, too?"

"I won't." Dongling Beichen's voice was low, but he was particularly clear and firm in the sound of the hair dryer. "If you wanted to laugh at you, you would have laughed long ago."

"It's good not to add the last sentence..." Tang Lingxi sighed, but such a Dongling Beichen is a living person. I don't know how much better it is than the cold look before.

"The bug you stepped on before, I've been trying to find a way. There's news these days. Your scar will be well soon."

Tang Lingxi pursed his lips and wanted to nod, but pulled his hair. Dongling Beichen immediately stopped and wanted to ask her whether it hurt, but saw a happy smile on her face. Dongling Beichen smiled and patted her head gently.

"In fact, there's no need to be so troublesome. This scar will get better soon. Look, you and Dongling Nanzhi are helping me find a good medicine."

In fact, no matter how I don't mind, I care very much in my heart.

Dongling Beichen suddenly remembered the picture of the red dress she had taken in her mobile phone, but pulled it slightly.

As if he had suddenly made a decision, Beichen of Dongling looked at Tang Lingxi in the mirror and his eyes were firm.

"You'll change your clothes later. I'll wait for you outside."

"OK." Tang Lingxi agreed with a smile, but asked again, "did you hear about... Your brother?"

"Not yet."

Dongling Beichen truthfully told her that this matter only had some eyebrows, and there were too many things involved. He didn't want Tang Lingxi to worry about these things until it was determined.

"What's the difficulty?"

Maybe it's because the younger brother he has never seen is the only relative in the world. Tang Lingxi can't help but have some expectations and worries. If Ouyang Yalan knew about it, he would not give up.

"No, it's just that we have to continue to inquire about the news. Don't worry. I'll tell you what I have the first time."

Tang Lingxi smiled, but he didn't know what to say. Before she spoke, he heard Jiang Meili's surprise at the door.

"You..."

Tang Lingxi's face was still smiling. He turned to look at her crimson face and pouted.

"Why are you blushing!"

"Who knows you two are here!"

Tang Lingxi glanced bitterly at the two makeup girls around him. Can't she see these two big living people, and what expression is on that face? Dongling Beichen is just blowing his hair, not doing anything else.

"For Mao, it seems that he has broken someone else's adultery!"

Jiang Meili smiled, and then walked in: "I've finished shooting peaches. Let's see if you're done. Take pictures of your best friends with you."

After hearing this, Beichen of Dongling looked back at her. Jiang Meili was puzzled by this look, and immediately bowed his head and asked Tang Lingxi.

"OK."

Tang Lingxi quickly agreed. Dongling Beichen saw that her body moved and pulled her head back a little. Tang Lingxi immediately stopped moving.

"You three shoot together?"

Dongling Beichen still blew her hair carefully and asked in a flat tone. Jiang Meili nodded, but he didn't know why.

Xiao Taozi's identity, no matter how to say, is a servant of the Dongling family, but if Tang Lingxi is willing to shoot, it's not impossible.

Jiang Meili was a little flustered when she saw his uncertain attitude, but fortunately Tang Lingxi finished finishing, he didn't say anything more, and the three took pictures of their best friends together.

Dongling Beichen stood aside and looked at the small peach in the lens with a deep look in her eyes.