Inadvertently, he took a glance and said calmly, "do you want me to do it myself?"

"Don't worry about it. If you want to do it yourself, I'm afraid the master has already cut you," Wu Yao rolled his eyes. "But to be honest, I really envy Murong Sheng."

"Well?" I don't understand.

"Look, there is a man who is willing to marry a woman when she dies. As a woman, don't you envy me? It's no waste coming to this world, is it? "

I don't mean to show any interest in what kind of thoughts women have.

Put your hands around your chest and close your eyes.

When Wu Yao was painting on murongsheng's face, he suddenly saw murongsheng's eyelashes move. Let have no demon's action to suddenly stay for a while, the vision dead stares at Murong Sheng's eyes.

After looking at it for a long time, I didn't see murongsheng's eyelashes move again. Then I shook my head and laughed helplessly: "what do you think? If you are dead, how can you move?"

"What's the matter?"

Listen to the words that have no demon to say, unintentionally polite inquired.

"It's OK. Just looking at her, it seems that her eyes moved," Wu Yao patted her forehead. "I think I was stunned by what the master said. I thought murongsheng wasn't dead and had hallucination."

Hearing this sentence, I suddenly felt that I was stupid when I just asked. I didn't answer directly, and let Wu Yao mutter something hard to understand.

When Wu Yao just finished dressing up Murong Sheng, there was a knock at the right time outside the door.

Wu Yao picked up everything and went to open the door. Then he saw shangguanhuang standing outside. He was no longer wearing his black robe. Instead, he wore a red robe of joy.

The momentum on the body is not that kind of cold momentum. On the contrary, it is reflected by the happy robe and hung with a bit of happiness. The mask on the face is not the mask that used to scare children to cry.

It's really red. It doesn't feel terrible. It looks like it's a bit of joy.

For the first time, seeing shangguanhuang wearing another dress, Wu Yao's heart was surprised, but his face was still smiling.

"Master, it's all done."

No demon back to one side, will sit in the back chair of Murong Sheng exposed, because her heart is very clear. Shangguanhuang didn't want to see her, but wanted to see murongsheng.

Wearing a big red embroidered xipao wrapped around murongsheng's body makes her look more exquisite and small. The long hair like ink was made into a complicated bun. Wearing a special crown of the princess, the long tassels fall down, making murongsheng look a bit enchanting.

Originally pale face, after the general make-up without demon dexterity, appears more delicate. The blush on the face also made Murong Sheng look a bit of blood.

Eyes gently closed, sitting quietly in the chair. The sunlight comes in through the hollowed out window, and the golden sunlight sprinkles on murongsheng's body, which seems to dye murongsheng with a ray of halo.

In this way, murongsheng doesn't look like a dead man. On the contrary, he looks like a living man with flesh and breath. He just hasn't woken up yet.