After Transmigrating Into a Novel, She Become the Opposing Character’s Mother

Xue Xiaohua looked at him baffledly with those eyes, full of expectation.

Xiao Yixun smiled faintly. At this time, the outline of the boy was clearer than when he was young. He was facing the light, and his white face was full of tenderness, especially those eyes. No matter who looked at it, he felt spoiled.

At the end, the smiling lips rose again: "It looks good."

Hearing these two words, Xue Xiaohua patted her chest, and her blood-red mouth grinned: "It scared me to death. I thought I was so ugly to draw. Brother Yixun said that it looks good and it is really good-looking. "

She trusts him so much, and hearing him say it looks good at the moment, her heart is sweeter than honey.

"Good-looking is good-looking, but if..."

Xiao Yixun said these words indifferently, and then reached out to take the Luo Zidai in her hand, lifted up her sleeves and wiped her face and eyebrows, and then took a pen to draw her eyebrows: "I can retouch a little bit. It looks better."

He wondered, he is good at Danqing, since Danqing is good, his makeup should not be bad.

So, holding the chin of the little girl in front of her with one hand, and holding Luo Zidai with the other, she changed the crooked caterpillar-like eyebrows into willow eyebrows. Seeing that the results of the eyebrows were good, she stood up and said, "Wait, wait. I'll come as soon as I go."

"good."

Xue Xiaohua wanted to reach out and touch her what brother Yixun had done to her, but she resisted the idea.

It's rare that she wanted to paint her eyebrows with her brother Xun today.

So Xue Xiaohua didn't speak or make comments, but just sat there motionless, raised her head with her eyes closed, and behaved.

Xiao Yixun saw this scene when he came out with a wet towel. His Sheng'er sat there with his eyes closed, his chin slightly tilted up, and his long white neck, because the green cross-necked thin shirt appeared more white and slender. It's not that the makeup on the face is too horrible, it's really a beautiful painting.

When she came out of the room, she saw Xue Yusheng's appearance. She was startled by her hands. She was about to speak, but she saw Xiao Yixun raising her hand to signal her not to say anything.

Then took a wet towel and gently wiped the excess powder on her face.

"Huh? Brother Yixun, did you wipe all of my face?"

"Yeah." Xiao Yixun responded faintly: "Suddenly I am interested, and I want to decorate you a little bit more, how about it?"

"This..." She was a little embarrassed, but when she thought that the brother Yi Xun in front of her was completely kind, she said in embarrassment: "Okay."

The thick powder was wiped off, revealing the little girl’s original rosy, white skin, and the red on her forehead was also wiped off. Xiao Yixun looked at the smooth forehead and improvised on it, dipping it lightly. The ground traced the apricot blossoms in the forehead.

The mother on one side couldn't help but exclaimed: "The son really has a good hand, and he depicts this apricot flower so realistically. The flowers are petite and lovely, yet soft and charming. They really match Miss Sheng'er."

In fact, Xiao Yixun is also very satisfied with the apricot flowers he painted.

Xue Xiaohua became even more curious when she heard the praise from the mother, and asked, "Brother Yixun, are you okay?"

She couldn't wait to see what she was painted like.

Xiao Yixun took the sleeves and pressed her lips again. The shiny and bright red lips instantly became matte. Although red, they were not as scary as before. The light and soft red contrasted with the makeup on her face. Than, totally natural.

"All right."

Xiao Yixun put down Luo Zidai, he thought Shenger was already very beautiful, and putting on such a makeup at this moment was just icing on the cake.

Xue Xiaohua opened her eyes and waved at the grandmother: "Grandma, hurry up, take a mirror with me, and I'll take a look."

"Well, Miss Sheng'er, don't worry, the old slave will get it now."

The mother entered the room, took out the bronze mirror and carefully wiped and wiped her sleeves. She caught a glimpse of the powder on the sleeves of her little boy, and she was even more surprised.

Their little son always loves to be clean, let alone this black, white and red thing, even if it is usually stained with dust, he doesn't want to wear it again. Now...

She unexpectedly saw her little son firmly pinched the spot that was stained with powder in her hand, with a smile at the corner of her mouth. What's the matter?

Forget it, she is getting older, her old eyes are dim, and her heart is no longer as exquisite as before. She doesn't understand the things of young people.

The mother handed the mirror in front of her and whispered softly: "Miss Sheng'er, open your eyes and have a look. It's so beautiful, just like a fairy in the sky."

"Let me see."

Xue Xiaohua took the bronze mirror and was stunned when she looked at the person in the bronze mirror who was really like a fairy.

Is the person in this mirror really her? It's so good too~

The corners of Xue Xiaohua's mouth couldn't help but raised a big arc, and finally stood up and wanted to go outside: "I'll show my mother back and let her see how beautiful her eldest daughter is."

Seeing Xue Xiaohua about to leave, Xiao Yixun almost reflexively grabbed her sleeve.

"Huh? What's wrong with Brother Yixun?"

The beautiful Liu Ye's eyebrows are slightly frowning, and this exquisite little face adds a feeling of pity and love. Xiao Yixun took the towel and threw it to Xue Xiaohua: "It's so ugly, this makeup doesn't suit you, I still wiped it off. good."

"?? It's not ugly."

Xue Xiaohua was very surprised. Didn't her brother Yixun and mother just say that her makeup looks good? And she also thinks it looks good, why is it ugly now?

"When I say ugly, it is ugly. Look at you. The forehead and the mouth are all red, and you are wearing green clothes. The upper part is red and the lower part is green. You really think of yourself as a flower."

"!!!"

Xue Xiaohua's heart was hurt a lot, and when she glanced at her mouth, she was about to cry.

Xiao Yixun frowned and explained: "It's because your clothes don't match well. Next time, change to a plainer one. I'll still trace it with you."

Xue Xiaohua, who was about to cry, burst into laughter when she heard these words.

It turned out that it wasn't that she was ugly, but that she didn't wear the right clothes, so she was relieved.

Xiao Yixun glanced and glanced again, and saw that this little girl had no intention of wiping, she had already grabbed the towel from her hand, and wiped it as she said: "Girls, don’t compare with others all day long. What grade are they like? The grade, that is not comparable, in fact, you don't need to change those bells and whistles, you are already very good-looking."

He was telling the truth, but just now this little girl was seductive and not charming, with a touch of dignity in her playfulness, which really scared him.

Such a good-looking little girl, just go out like this, not to be worried about by others, he doesn't want this little girl to be worried about by others!