Ji Taoist

"Uncle, are you here to buy rouge?" Liu Qingqing looked at him strangely.

But it's fate that we meet again.

"No, I'm here to sell rouge."

"Sell rouge? Uncle, can you make it?"

"Well, my family is in this business, and this time I came to Shuibian City to expand sales. Are you here to buy rouge? Do you want to try some of the samples I made?" Yan Buji said with a smile.

"Can I?!"

"Well, you can. If you know a lot of good sisters, I will give you a discount if you buy from me in the future." Yan Buji said with a smile.

"Okay! Let's try it first?"

"Okay, I put my things in the restaurant. If you don't mind, can you come with me? If not, you can arrange a place and I can go there." Yan Buji said.

Liu Qingqing waved her hand: "Don't bother so much, I'll go with you."

"Okay."

Yan Buji laughed. This time he didn't feel the presence of the boy. I guess she came out alone, right?

Should I do something?

Back in the restaurant room, Liu Qingqing sat on a chair and looked around. Yan Buji confirmed again that there was no sign of the young man, and came over with the prepared dressing box, smiling:

"Take a look."

"Wow! So many rouges?!"

Seeing the red, blue and white in the dressing box, Liu Qingqing didn't even know what some of them were used for.

"This is eyebrow paint, this is eyeliner, this is mascara, this is powder, and this is..." Yan Buji introduced them one by one, like a shrewd businessman introducing products.

"My family's business is not big, but fortunately we have many categories and the quality is good, so we are quite famous there. This time I came here, firstly to expand sales, and secondly to see if the women here like the cosmetics we make."

"So many kinds? I've only heard of rouge and powder, what is this eyeliner and mascara?"

"It's for the corners of the eyes... If you don't sleep well these days and have dark circles, you can use this eyeliner to wipe them and look more energetic. Mascara is mainly used to lengthen your eyelashes, which will make you look more beautiful." Yan Buji smiled.

Liu Qingqing laughed: "Uncle, you know a lot."

"Well, do you want to try? There is a mirror here too."

Liu Qingqing watched Yan Buji pull out a mirror from the drawer of the dressing box and face it at herself. Looking at the haggard face in the mirror, she curled her lips: "I don't know how to put on makeup."

Yan Buji looked strange: "Why did you buy rouge if you don't know how to put on makeup?"

"I... just try it."

Yan Buji took a deep breath: "Then there is no way. I can't help you paint. It's not good for people to see. You should find a few women who can paint to help you paint first. But with your foundation, you will definitely be more beautiful after painting."

Liu Qingqing looked at Yan Buji, her eyes lit up: "Uncle, can you put on makeup?"

"Of course, if I don't know how to put on makeup, what kind of rouge would I sell?"

"Then you help me paint."

"Do you mind?" Yan Buji asked.

"It's okay, you don't dare to touch me, right? I'm very powerful, and I may kill people if I do!" Liu Qingqing smiled proudly.

Yan Buji's face twitched and he rolled his eyes: "Are you a little girl who speaks so harshly?"

However, Yan Buji still took the brush and helped Liu Qingqing to put on makeup.

"Close your eyes."

"Oh."

Yan Buji's makeup skills were developed from painting for Yan Xirou since he was a child. Although it can't be said to be very good, it is not bad either.

The key is that the rouge he mixed is good stuff that ordinary people can't see. Not only are the colors bright and beautiful, but they also won't hurt people's skin.

It's just that Liu Qingqing is a little uncomfortable. A tall and mighty man like Yan Buji picked up a brush to put on makeup for her. His gentle and powerful breath echoed in her ears from time to time, making her a little shy.

After a while.

"Okay, open your eyes."

Liu Qingqing opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror, widened her eyes and touched her cheek.

"Is this... is this me?"

The originally gray face gradually became rosy and shiny, as delicate and beautiful as a blooming flower; the long eyelashes were raised high, trembling slightly like butterfly wings; the eyes were painted with elegant red makeup on both sides, making the eyes more profound and charming; the most unique thing was the beautiful flower painted on the center of the eyebrows, which was bright and eye-catching, exuding bursts of fragrance like real flowers.

"Try this lip paper."

"It's pink? Looks good!"

Liu Qingqing took a sip of the lip paper, and the pink color covered her lips, making her whole temperament and appearance rise to a higher level.

The more she looked at herself in the mirror, the more Liu Qingqing felt that it was not real enough.

Yan Buji nodded, folded his hands and said: "I said you are beautiful, of course my skills are not bad."

"Uncle, you are so beautiful, you must have done makeup for women a lot, right?" Liu Qingqing asked happily while looking at herself in the mirror.

Yan Buji turned around and was silent for a while.

"What's wrong, uncle?"

"This is...I learned it when my wife was alive. After so many years, it seems that my skills are still there." Yan Buji sighed, very melancholy.

Liu Qingqing put down the mirror, stood up and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, uncle, I said something I shouldn't have said again."

"It's all in the past, it's okay, if you like it, take some back and try to draw it yourself."

Yan Buji smiled, walked to the side, packed some rouge and powder, and handed them to Liu Qingqing.

"Also, take a rest. I don't know where you young people get so many things in your mind, but if you really can't figure it out, don't keep it in your heart and feel uncomfortable, be happy." Yan Buji warned.

Liu Qingqing took the rouge and turned her head away: "I don't have any worries..."

"Your face is almost written on it, could it be that the boy you like has someone else?" Yan Buji joked.

"Ah?"

Yan Buji was stunned: "The boy who was with you that day..."

"He is my...brother, and besides, I am angry because of him!" Liu Qingqing was furious, with her hands on her waist and said very dissatisfiedly.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Buji sat down, poured a cup of tea and drank it.

Liu Qingqing also sat down and said angrily: "This is what happened..."

Liu Qingqing briefly explained what happened to her, of course without revealing their identities.

After listening to this, Yan Buji just felt funny.

It's good to be young.

Easy to cheat.

Yan Buji laughed: "Miss Liu, I understand what you mean. You feel that you are not valued at home and no one cares about your feelings, right?"

"Yes! They love to force me to learn this and that. This time I went out and wanted to have fun before doing things, but it didn't work."

"If the matter is urgent, there is really nothing I can do, but your family does not respect your ideas a little. In my opinion, everyone is not the same, and you can't ask your ideas to be imposed on others. You are an independent woman. Sometimes your ideas are not correct, but they don't need to be punished."

Liu Qingqing nodded fiercely: "That's right."

"It's just some minor conflicts. There's no need to make a big fuss. You look angry because the elders favor your brother, but in fact, you also know how good your family is to you, right?" Yan Buji smiled.

Liu Qingqing fell silent and nodded.

"Then try to find the balance. You don't want to be treated like a child all the time, so you must speak your true thoughts and put them into practice."

"Oh, I understand! Thank you, uncle, you are so kind!" Liu Qingqing smiled happily, and her mood improved a lot after hearing Yan Buji's words.