My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

The dressing table in front of her was decorated with white hyacinths at the corners, and hundreds of small boxes lined up in front of her.

The beautiful girl looked at herself in the mirror, trying to pull a nice smile, but how ugly she looked.

With her eyes that knows what Mr. Pan is like, she can’t tell how much the diamond earrings in the delicate little box are worth. The style is her favorite snowflake, and she might be ridiculed in her sister's eyes— —In fact, this is already the biggest joke in the conversation that the woman had before graduation.

Even if it is a cheesy Tinghua, I recognize it, it is actually a snowflake-hahahahaha...

Recalling the situation blankly, Tsk, I really want to put the shoes in her mouth.

Just when she was about to roll again with a huge panda doll for ten minutes, the door rang.

"Good morning, my fiancee."

"I want to sleep!"

The tone was full of squeamishness and willfulness, but he just liked this kind of squeamishness. He hugged the bride's neck from behind, and there was a slight nervousness and smile in his voice: "It's all about running to Disney to get married... But do you want the capitalists of the upper class in Chiba to see that Xuexia’s daughter was married with a panda doll?"

The little daughter of the Yukoshita family curled up her legs and mumbled angrily: "I don't like that earring anymore!"

"...Didn't you paint this style yourself?"

Mr. Biqigu was too handsome and speechless today: "The last time you drew a cheating snowflake, your housekeeper's housekeeper became a tenth of his troubles. What are you going to do this time? Get a Mr. Pan on it?"

"Humph."

"My dear, please don't let Mr. Butler waste ten years of life in vain. Moreover, here are all the jewelry used in the oath ceremony. Wait for the jewelry that needs to be used at the banquet. Our pet is actively studying it. "

The local lady who has never had any idea of ​​money turned over wearily: "If only diamonds can embody the true meaning of marriage, should I say Ethiopia is the country of marriage?"

"...You should be talking about South Africa, which produces diamonds, not Ethiopia, the hell."

Biqigu expressed helplessness to his fiancée, let go, walked to the dressing table, helped her pick up the comb, and threw the ear studs that had been dismissed into the trash by the way...

"Don't like it."

Mr. Yahata, who is smiling very charming now, patted her head with his right hand, as if bullying the cat at home: "It's not my money anyway..."

Biqigu, holding up her hair, as her sister likes to do, took a breath on it first, and then sighed with satisfaction: "What hairstyle do you want?"

"How many more hairstyles do you have?"

"...Duanzitou."

"Then the dumpling head."

"Yui Yi will be happy."

Hearing these words, Xue Nao was a little bit happy, compared to the cold face of her high school days, now she just smiles slightly, and the whole house starts to be filled with the fragrance of flower buds.

Long and quiet.

There is a small corsage on the pure black shirt. The tie seems to be picked out by the sister-in-law herself. The background color is subtle green...

The angular face is a rare beautiful man without those dead fish eyes, but once he puts on the glasses that Xuexia gave three years ago, he looks mature and stable.

All the sharpness and sharpness are hidden behind the glasses, the gentle and elegant Biqigu, Xuexia asked himself not to adapt at all.

Although it looks good...

"Can you stop staring at me, you have been seeing every day since the day we got engaged, is there anything special today?"

"Do you think I have something special today?"

The handsome Mr. Biqigu became wary. This question is not easy to answer. If you say "Today you are more beautiful" then she will definitely be emotional-"I was not beautiful before?"

If she said "very beautiful", she would still be unhappy-"Can't you say something nice when you are married?"

How do you say this?

"Very...kawaii?"

Three years ago, the girl who always emphasized her kawaii stared at her. Now she is a little allergic to this word, because someone who is about to get married, why is kawaii still childish?

"What else is the master of mystery novels with the famous novelist Xia Shizi? He can't even say something nice."

"..."

I'm not writing novels, okay!

I immediately quit my job without even seeing the black silk slut, okay?

This vinegar jar, the big vinegar jar...

Biqigu really wants to put on a white geisha makeup for her...

Ah, at that time Xuexia's house was probably on fire!

I wonder if the father-in-law's career will end here?

He has done makeup for several girls many times, and Mr. Higiya is very skilled now.

The thin tip of the pen touched her cyan eyebrows, and her expression was as focused as tracing the crescent moon in the first quarter moon, thinly curved.

"Every time I threw your eyebrows, I wondered if I could do this every day in the future."

Yukino's face was sullen, wanting to laugh but not able to laugh.

You can only laugh at him in a familiar way, that is, making eye contact. What is there to worry about?

Is it because you are worried that your hair follicles will fall off and your eyebrows will fall out?

Yipu Xueno's thinking is quite reasonable.

Biqigu just wanted to lift her chin, ready to put lipstick on her lips.

But the girl refused this.

Xuexia is not suitable for this thing.

Her appearance is perfect and does not need any decoration. At least in the heart of Higiya Hachiman, this is a perfect girl. Of course, she herself thinks she is perfect.

Regardless of inside and outside.

The young man hugged her from behind, looked at the mirror, and sighed softly: "Do you look at the beautiful snow in the mirror?"

"...Why do you have the confidence to say such things after just stroked your eyebrows?"

The slender fingers gathered her delicate long hair, and then slowly curled it up, preparing to turn it into a lady's ball head, familiar to the extreme smooth, entwined between the fingers, it seems that every place under the snow can make people Fascinated, including hair.